“Things Fall Apart” by Cristina
Consider this your alternative Christmas song, by the cold, cool Cristina. Bonus points for singing it, in front of an audience, with the same prickly demeanor as Cristina. Lyrics below, so there’s no excuse.
My mother said. “I’m a survivor,
I pull together Christmas every year.”
“Something has to last” she said.
“Once a year, let’s have the past.”
And then one year,
To reach up high
To hang an angel from the tree,
Became a painful thing,
“Besides, she’s lost a wing” my mother said.
Things fall apart but they never leave my heart
Good Morning Midnight: it’s Christmas…
My boyfriend said, “It’s really sweet the way you go for Christmas cheer.”
I said, “We can’t afford the tree.”
He said, “Love is free.”
So we trimmed the cactus with my earrings that we’d meant to pawn.
There wasn’t any snow but there was rain,
He licked me like a candy-cane.
And then one day he said
“I can’t stand in your way, it’s wrong.”
“Way of what?” I asked, but he was gone.
Things fall apart but they never leave my heart
Good Morning Midnight: it’s Christmas…
The party was a huge success,
“But where should we go next?” they said.
They’d killed a tree of ninety-seven years,
And smothered it in lights and silver tears.
They all got wrecked, they laughed too loud,
I started to feel queasy in the crowd,
I grabbed a cab back to my flat,
And wept a bit,
And fed the cat.
Things fall apart but they never leave my heart
Good Morning Midnight: it’s Christmas…
