Текст песни Quarantine Christmas - Atlas & Oracle

What does Christmas mean to me?
Well above all else it's family
They're there through all the worst times
They're there through all the best
But we live in different cities
Yeah they each have their own nest

What is silver, what is gold?
What we need is a warm hand to hold
The fire divides us
The fire begins
To take position
Check your wishlist
Cause the ICUs are filling up again

Everything is out of control
And it feels like there's nowhere to go
Feel the fire grow
I fear, my dear
There won't be a Christmas this year

What I'm wondering is how
If we wore masks we'd be done by now
You're telling me don't get to see my niece
Cause we acted like it was normal
For so long
Now the ICU's are filling up again

Everything is out of control
And it feels like there's nowhere to go
Feel the fire grow
I fear, my dear
There won't be a Christmas this year

Everything is out of control
And it feels like there's nowhere to go
Feel the fire grow
I fear, my dear
There won't be a Christmas this year