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Collin Raye Christmas-the Gift It Could Happen Again (narration: one frozen night in 1914, at the height of world war i, the Unthinkable happened: all along the entire western front, the british and German soldiers lay down their weapons, an unofficial cease fire, to Celebrate christmas eve together. they exchanged gifts, and saw each other As brothers, and that peace lasted for two more days, when they were ordered Back to battle. in those few days, though, men remembered the reason for Christmas amongst the devastation, and it's a story that should never be Forgotten.) Through the smoke filled night silence rose from both sides Across a bloody battlefield It was a cold christmas eve in 1914 To those who were there, it seemed unreal As time was still the spirit moved the soldiers To lay down their arms and raise their voice in song And pretend for a while the war was over If it could happened then, it could happen again A world torn apart could join hands and hearts To celebrate his birth and peace on this earth If for one magic night we could find again a reason not to fight Maybe there's a chance; this time it might last. As opposing sides approached through broken words they spoke It wasn't long before they felt at ease They shared their cigarettes, what they had they used as gifts They didn't feel like enemies With candles lit they stood shoulder to shoulder And on that field they found true common ground And as they prayed they dreamed the war was over If it could happened then, it could happen again A world torn apart could join hands and hearts To celebrate his birth and peace on this earth If for one magic night we could find again a reason not to fight Maybe there's a chance; this time it might last. If it could happened then, it could happen again. |
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