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The Robin Who Stole Christmas

by Robin Mitchell

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1.
Awaken 02:19
wear, wear me on your sleeve emblazoned for the world to see I, I will be your burning up, your bitter jealousy o, wait for me at the door and I'll come and take your hand and we'll step outside and the world will know, the world will know cruel, crueller than the grave and so much darker than the deepest sea I will wear your mark upon my skin to tell the world that I belong to you, and you to me I never felt a wound cut me so deep never knew that it would taste so bitter-sweet I'll wear it well, my heart on show and the world will know
2.
now it is winter now it is almost spring and I have forgotten what it was that you wanted from me I went along I went along with them I’d do almost anything just to keep my hands clean we’ve come a long way we’ve come a long way we’ve come a long way but it’s getting late, it’s getting late I was alone I was alone that day the sun sat low in the sky and I had to keep my head turned I couldn’t see you I couldn’t see anything, but the time was right, yeah I know because everyone else was telling me so
3.
Whispers 04:13
it was His will to crush you it was His will to lay you low He took His hand from on you He stood aside and let you go now in the sky there is a darkness and through the air comes a cold wind shouting and now the ground begins to tremble fire from the top of every mountain o, my lips are so unclean o, my hands are stained with blood and o, my God what have I done? as you hung upon the crossbeam did you feel the weather changing? did you hear the curtain tearing? did you feel the kingdom break in? now on the earth there is a shrieking through the night comes a wailing sound and in my chest a heart is beating but my breathing barely makes a sound there is power, wonder-working power in the blood of the lamb there is power, wonder-working power in the precious blood of the lamb
4.
Lullaby 04:30
hush, baby Jesus, be still now, don’t cry there’s still some time before you have to die with a crown of thorns and a price on your head are blood, sweat and tears all you’ve got left to shed? I left all my sins at the side of the road but picked up some more, just because I felt low they’re easier, lighter, more fun to keep: your water’s too shallow and your wine is to deep hush, baby Jesus, the birthday cake is still on its way, just a little bit late the Wise Men forgot candles and left in the dark cursing their blindness and ignoring the sparks I bought you a present, but I left it at home I figured I’d need it if you left me alone - but don’t cry!, baby Jesus, I wrote you a song if I tell you the words you can sing along, it goes la la la la la la la la la la help, baby Jesus! I’ve forgotten the way you told me to find you on Christmas day but the churches are empty and the shops are all full and the lights are addictive, I’m caught in the pull so I’ll hark to the sirens, the carols of night because they stand for the way, the truth and the life and the light that you bring hasn’t found its way yet so forgive me, ‘cause for now it’s best to forget
5.
one midwinter night, when I couldn’t sleep I went out in the fields to try counting sheep but the darkness that fell on the path was so deep that I couldn’t see them at all, I couldn’t see them at all the sheep had no shepherd and started to run the wolves understood that the moment had come gave chase, and the weak ones were soon overcome they showed them no mercy at all, showed them no mercy at all the townsfolk went up to that unholy place to try to prevent any further disgrace and the angel of death had a smile on his face but his eyes held no malice at all, his eyes held no malice at all a little boy lay in his makeshift bed sweated out blood so the sheets were stained red and the crown made of thorns that had slipped from his head was of no use to him at all, was of no use to him at all
6.
Closed Book 03:17
father, teach me how to be a better man I carved a crib from wood, but I don't know how to lift it father, teach me how to be a better man I built a cup from clay, but I don't know how to fill it if the stars are saying something they all look the same to me I could never read them now they're looking more like mystery mother, teach me how to be a better man I wrote a lullaby, but I don't know how to sing it mother, teach me how to be a better man I bought a gift of gold, but I don't know where to put it if stories are for telling they all sound the same to me I could never believe them now it's looking more and more like I missed the sound of all the angels singing when the ground shook, looking more and more like I should just go back to bed try to empty out my head and be a boy again father, teach me how to be a better man
7.
One More For The Manger little baby lying in a stable whisper me a secret if you're able is the Kingdom on it's way or should I come back another day? little baby lying in a stable little baby lying in a manger didn't anyone alert you to the dangers? all that wood could give you splinters you might catch a cold, it's mid-winter little baby in a manger little baby lying in a casket if there's a question go ahead and ask it will I grow up to be king? now, who would tell you such a thing! precious little baby in a casket little baby lying on the altar no-one here could blame you should you falter did daddy's hand hold you in place? could he bear to look upon your face? oh, pretty little baby on the altar little baby lying fast asleep in slumber there's no cause for you to weep Santa and the angels wait for you to wake, then we'll celebrate your birthday, little baby fast asleep

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released December 12, 2011

arranged, performed, recorded and produced by Robin Mitchell
all songs written by Robin Mitchell except Now It Is Almost Spring, music by Robin Mitchell and Tom Buckle, lyrics by Robin Mitchell (originally recorded by Bird and Bear)

also featured on these recordings:
Esther Mitchell (voice)
Joey Mitchell (voice)
Liam Owen (double bass)

delightful illustration courtesy of Ellen Hardiman

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