Intro:
In days of old, we worshipped many Gods.
In days gone by, we built their great facades.
And as we’ve journeyed, we’ve asked where we belong
And reached for truth beyond the Pantheon.

Chorus:
In days of old, we worshipped many Gods.
In days gone by, we built their great facades.
As we’ve journeyed, we asked where we belong
And reached for truth beyond the Pantheon.

Verse 1
As the days all start retreatin’ and the nights are growin’ long, and the season’s fillin’ up with the festive song
The harmonies are flowin’ both fresh and dear, they’ll be warmin’ up our hearts with their Christmas cheer
They’re songs so tender, they’re songs of joy, like “O Holy Night” and “Little drummer boy”
And as we listen, our spirits rise high, with the message ringin’ true, from days gone by.
It’s a message of “Peace”, a message of “Love”, a message carried here on the wings of a dove.
It’s a message of “mercy”, a message of “caring”, the bounty that we have is a bounty worth sharing.
Among us today, often hidden from sight, are the young and the old who will shiver tonight.
The young and the old, the poor and dispossessed; NOW is OUR time, THIS is OUR test.

Chorus
In days of old, we worshipped many Gods.
In days gone by, we built their great facades.
As we’ve journeyed, we asked where we belong
And reached for truth beyond the Pantheon.

Verse 2:
Do we see clearly, or pursue the illusion? Will we be “True”, or support the collusion?
The noise and distraction, indifference and greed, too many apostles will follow this creed
And multitudes more who want to “do right”, wrapped in our dogma, we don’t help the plight
Of those in need, when we just bow to the rules, kneel to our statues, conform to our schools.
And all the while all the bombs will keep dropping, lives are broken and it seems there’s no stopping
This revenge, domination, self-interest and greed. These are the shackles, from which we’ll break free,
With the message of “Love”, our beacon of light. It guides our way forward, through the cold, winter’s night
And all that I know, when this long night is done, is that Providence will last and will rise with the sun.

Chorus
In days we know, we worship many Gods,
And still it’s so, we build their great facades.
As we journey, we ask where we belong
And reach for truth beyond the Pantheon.

In days we know, we worship many Gods,
And still it’s so, we build their great facades.
As we journey, we ask where we belong
And reach for truth beyond the Pantheon.