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[just_tom]

And the child is born
He won’t save the world
He won’t stop the wars
There won’t be miracles

And the child is born
There’ll still be loneliness
There’ll still be hopelessness
There’ll still be hunger

And the child is born
Not in the wilderness
Not in the rain and snow
Not in the desert
But he is beautiful
And he is my own blood
And that’s enough

And the child is born
Angels won't sing on high
Devils sleep down below
Sheppards stare at their phones

And the child is born
And he will scream and cry
He’ll have no appetite
He won’t sleep through the night
But he is beautiful
And that’s enough