We're Simply Meant to Be

Christmas Will Be Ours!

I stay up all night trying to find out the meaning behind Christmas I look over the books again and yet I still didn’t get what I am doing wrong as I knew the town people started to know that something is going on with me.

CITIZENS OF HALLOWEEN
Something's up with Andy
Something's up with Andy
Don't know if we're ever going to get him back

He's all alone up there
Locked away inside
Never says a word
Hope he hasn't died

Something's up with Andy
Something's up with Andy

I started to pace back and forth as I put my hand on my head

Christmas time is buzzing in my skull
Will it let me be? I cannot tell
There are so many things I cannot grasp
When I think I've got it, and then at last
Through my bony fingers it does slip
Like a snowflake in a fiery grip

Something's here I'm not quite getting
Though I try, I keep forgetting
Like a memory long since past
Here in an instant, gone in a flash
What does it mean?
What does it mean?

In these little bric-a-brac
A secret's waiting to be cracked
These dolls and toys confuse me so
Confound it all, I love it though

Simple objects, nothing more
But something's hidden through a door
Though I do not have the key
Something's there I cannot see
What does it mean?
What does it mean?
What does it mean?
Hmm...

I pick up a Christmas book and opens it looking at it again

I've read these Christmas books so many times
I know the stories and I know the rhymes
I know the Christmas carols all by heart
My skull's so full, it's tearing me apart
As often as I've read them, something's wrong
So hard to put my bony finger on

That is when my dog zero gave me a drawing of me as I look at it and start to get an idea that I can take over

It's simple really, very clear
Like music drifting in the air
Invisible, but everywhere
Just because I cannot see it
Doesn't mean I can't believe it

You know, I think this Christmas thing
It's not as tricky as it seems
And why should they have all the fun?
It should belong to anyone
Not anyone, in fact, but me
Why, I could make a Christmas tree
And there's no reason I can find
I couldn't handle Christmas time

As I took the lights putting it on the electric chair

I bet I could improve it too
And that's exactly what I'll do
Hee,hee,hee
I put the chair on as the light starts to brake one by one I went to my window Eureka! I've got it this year Christmas is ours! I look at the town people as they cheer but I didn’t see the look on Ashley face that didn’t look good as I went back to the city to give people what their jobs are. I couldn’t wait to make Christmas this is what I need to get out of the sadness that is deep inside me.