Rather late, a seasonal song. I record one most years, usually a version of a traditional Christmas song such as “In the Black Midwinter” or “Love Came Down at Christmas”. This year I decided to revisit my Pandemic Dirge™ from last summer, retooled as a Pandemic Christmas Dirge. Enjoy!

If you enjoy (!) this one, previous years’ songs can be found at martincolyer.com

A peal of bells
And north wind swells
Carry Christmas through the land
But a plague’s abroad
A threatened sword
Puts paid to all our plans

A grave new world
Its flag unfurled
And summoned on a storm
Makes Christmas bleak
Its promise weak,
wrapped in a wreath of thorns

A chill’s been here
But don’t you fear
We’ve made it through before
Kindness found
And duty bound
Will cause the frost to thaw

A peal of bells
And north wind swells
Carry Christmas through the land
But a plague’s abroad
A threatened sword
Puts paid to all our plans

So hold your friends
To family tend
And think of more clement climes
This too shall pass
So fill the glass
And toast to better times