From the recording Christmas In A Blue Collar Town
A piano driven journey through the snowy woods of New Jersey at the time of John Lennon's death for two brothers coming of age amidst the disbelief and sadness... feelings which still visit every Beatles fan each December.
Lyrics
December 1980 (Joe Normal)
Last night
Out in the frost I
Walked in the moonlight,
Under the starlight
My brother and I
We hurried through the trees
Of icicled memories
Out in the cold
We were so bold,
But not quite as old yet,
Still searching for ourselves
Out in the woods of New Jersey
Snow glistening under our feet,
So far from our home and the streets
We ran away!
Forever and a day,
At least in our own way
We’d never go back
But now looking back,
I was so naïve
On that lost Christmas Eve
To think I could relieve
The whole world of the pain of
That sad December,
And the news of John Lennon’s murder
By drinking away
The feelings of loss and
The grief and the longing
That never would leave
And still I believe it’s all just a bad dream
I believe it’s all just a bad dream
I believe it’s all just a bad dream
Still believe it’s all just a bad dream.