if god takes you he leaves   a huge footprint of love    and kindness behind   which is where you once stood      and i know you're afraid   to get on the plane   after what happened that day   and selfishly i want you here in my way      but animals come    and animals go   but love is just a laundry line    we hang on until      we're dried out by the sun   and when you think your turn is done   you end up getting dirty   and it's all again begun      now words i think are just   a noisy dirty wind    makes the trouble we get in    so why do we speak      now we made another war   that's what men are good for   men with stupid insecurities   not a lot more      and satisfied they try   its written about again   but who the hell reads history?   apparently not men      cause nothing's guaranteed   except the politics of need   did the romans see the ship go down   or were they asleep?      i shouldn't expect to live    and i shouldn't expect to die    but i wouldnt mind being beside you, dear   on that laundry line to dry      and for my grandma and brother   my father and my mother   and you my sweetest lover   to you all i will say      merry christmas i love you   and god is above you   merry christmas i love you   and god is above you      merry christmas i love you