"December Will Be Magic Again" as written by and Kate / Bush....
December will be magic again.
Take a husky to the ice
While Bing Crosby sings White Christmas. He makes you feel nice.
December will be magic again.
Old Saint Nicholas up the chimney,
Just a-popping up in my memory.

Ooh, dropping down in my parachute,
The white city, she is so beautiful
Upon the black-soot icicled roofs,
Oh, and see how I fall.
See how I fall
("Fall!") [backwards]
Like the snow.

Come to cover the lovers.
(Cover the lovers,
But don't you wake them up.)
Come to sparkle the dark up.
(Sparkle the dark up,
With just a touch of make-up.)
Come to cover the muck up.
(Cover the muck up,
Oh, with a little luck.)

December will be magic again.
Light the canDLe-lights
To conjure Mr. Wilde
Into the Silent Night.
Oh, it's quiet inside,
Here in Oscar's mind.

December will be magic again.
Don't miss the brightest star.
Kiss under mistletoe.
I want to hear you laugh.
Don't let the mystery go now.

Oh, dropping down in my parachute,
The white city, she is so beautiful
Upon the black-soot icicled roofs,
Oh, and see how I fall.
See how I fall
("Fall!") [backwards]
Like the snow.

Come to cover the lovers.
(Cover the lovers,
But don't you wake them up.)
Come to sparkle the dark up.
(Sparkle the dark up,
With just a touch of make-up.)
Come to cover the muck up
(Cover the muck up,
Oh, with a little luck.)

Oh, I'm coming to cover the lovers.
Oh, and I'm coming to sparkle the dark up.
Oh, and I'm coming to cover the muck up.


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"December Will Be Magic Again" as written by Kate Bush

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    General CommentChristmas! What else?

    Possibly a lot more, but this little-known Kate Bush song is one of my favourites, ever since someone lent me a much-cherished copy for safe-keeping.

    I'm not one for Christmas music, but this will definately be accompanying the cooking of a large bird, potatoes and brussels sprouts, then echoing through my mind as I walk through the cold streets in search of a nice warm pub.

    Parachutes? If you read the lyrics, it probably means something else, but what a better way to think of falling snowflakes?
    light vesselon December 11, 2007   Link

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