The Atheist Christmas Carol

A It's the season of grace coming out of the void, AM7 F#m E A Where a man is saved by a voice in the distance. It's the season of possible miracle cures, AM7 F#m Where hope is currency and death is not, the last unknown. D Where time begins to fade, A And age, is welcome home. It's the season of eyes meeting over the noise, AM7 F#m E A And holding fast with sharp realization. AM7 F#m It's the season of cold making warmth a divine intervention, You are safe here you know. D Don't forget, Don't forget I love, I love, A AM7 I love you. D Don't forget, Don't forget I love, I love, A Asus2 - A - Asus4 I love you. A It's the season of scars and of wounds in the heart, AM7 F#m A Of feeling the full weight of our burdens. It's the season of bowing our heads in the wind, AM7 F#m And knowing we are not alone in fear, E Not alone in the dark. D Don't forget, Don't forget I love, I love, A AM7 I love you. D Don't forget, Don't forget I love, I love, A AM7 I love you. D Don't forget, Don't forget I love, I love, A AM7 I love you. D Don't forget, Don't forget I love, I love, A D A I love you.