They sold me a dream of Christmas.
They sold me a Silent Night.
They told me a faery story
until I believed in the Israelite.
I believed in Father Christmas.
I looked to the sky with excited eyes.
Then I woke with a yawn to the first light of dawn,
and I saw him and through his disguise.
I wish you a hopeful Christmas.
I wish you a brave New Year.
All anguish, pain & sadness
leave your heart & let your road be clear.
They said there’d be snow at Christmas.
They said there’d be peace on Earth.
Hallelujah, Noel, be it heaven or hell,
the Christmas we get, we deserve.
— Greg Lake (Emerson, Lake & Palmer), "Father Christmas"