Laura Nyro Christmas In My Soul Lyrics

Christmas In My Soul Lyrics

Come young braves
Come young children
Come to the book of love with
me
Respect your brothers and your sisters
Come to the book of love
I
know it ain't easy
But we're gonna look for a better day
Come young
braves
Come young children.

I love my country as it dies
In war
and pain before my eyes
I walk the streets where disrespect has been
The
sins of politics, the politics of sin
The heartlessness that darkens my
soul
On Christmas.

Red and silver on the leaves
Fallen white snow
runs softly through the trees
Madonnas weep for wars of hell
They blow
out the candles and haunt Noel
The missing love that rings through the
work
On Christmas.

Black panther brothers bound in jail
Chicago
seven and the justice scale
Homeless Indian on Manhattan Isle
All God's
sons have gone to trial
And all God's love is out of style
On
Christmas.

Christmas in my soul
Christmas in my soul
Christmas in
my soul.