Lori Triplett - All the Good Men

They say it came upon a midnight clear
And such a silent night when good men disappeared
And Mary did you know it would look like this
All those years ago
How’d we get in this mess
Well I have no frankincense, gold, or myrrh
Just a quiet prayer I’m hoping will be heard
For the heavy hearts walking dirty streets
Oh little drummer boy, won’t you play your beat again
Do you hear what I am hearing
A million different voices grieving
Do you know what I know
It’s time for us to let this go
Do you see what I see
That old star of wonder still shining
What child is this that we’ve all become
Can’t feel our hearts grow cold
When they’ve become so numb
Waiting for the dawn of redeeming grace
To bring back joy to the world because
Oh there’s no place like home for the holidays
Do you hear what I am hearing
A million different voices screaming
Do you know what I know
It's time for us to let this go
Do you see what I see
That old star of wonder still shining
Do you hear what I’m hearing
A million different voices singing
Do you know what I know
We’re learning how to let this go
Do you see what I see
All the good men returning
Do you hear what I'm hearing

Written by:
Lori Triplett

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