[Intro, Soft Piano, Fireplace Crackle, Lo-fi Ambience instrumental solo]
Christmas lights blinked red and green
While A Christmas Story was being seen on TV screens
But packed in the dining room, the music chords would sway
For you see, it was Christmas Eve — the one night that grand piano got played
[Verse 1]
Grandpa played his heart out by the glow of the candlelight
He played Jingle Bells, Rudolph, he even played Silent Night
We would all gather around while we sang loud and off-key
But pouring out from us came joy from the entire family
[Verse 2]
Pans of lasagna, the red wine flowed and we always needed more.
It was my auntie’s special dish that everyone truly adored
Homemade sauces with warm cinnamon sticks
The aroma filled her house — as a kid, I took it for granted
But now… I truly miss
[Chorus – Updated Version]
Oh, take me back to that sweet Christmastime
When Grandpa would play in both rhythm and in both rhyme
His fingers would dance on those polished ivory keys
Much like snowflakes falling through the evergreens
[Verse 3]
It was my cousin’s birthday with birthday cake with all the candle lights
Crinkled wrapping paper, fruit punch, and we even had candy fights
Drinking the eggnog down, all of it to the very last sip
Then I threw up on my uncle’s shoes — I told him I was feeling sick
[brief instrumental solo break]
[Verse 4]
I fell asleep by the fire’s warm crackling glow
While my chocolate chip cookies and milk sat out in a row
I swear though I heard the hooves on the roof that cold winter night
While Santa and his reindeer came in hot from a full winter flight
[Chorus – Repeat]
Oh, take me back to that sweet Christmastime
When Grandpa would play in both rhythm and in both rhyme
His fingers would dance on those polished ivory keys
Much like snowflakes falling through the evergreens
[Bridge – Emotional Center]
The house is not gone, though the lights grow dim
But I know those Christmas carols can still be heard deep within
And when December nights turn cold and they turn blue
I can close my eyes, and I swear that it’s true
That grand piano plays for us still,
For us the lonely… for us few
[Final Chorus – Slowed, Reflective]
Oh, take me back to that sweet Christmastime
When Grandpa would play in both rhythm and in both rhyme
His fingers would dance on those polished ivory keys
Much like snowflakes falling through the evergreens
[Outro – Piano Fade, Wind Outside, Room Tone]
It was Christmastime…
When the piano played
[clear spoken word, no music]
“ merry Christmas, everyone”
Saintly_Thieves
