Chasing Empty Mangers

the tiny christmas tree
 the empty stockings hanging
 the house devoid of chaos and life
 while daddy's getting drunk
 the peanuts kids are dancing
 there's no star atop the tree tonight
 'cause i'm taking what you give
 the baby god returning
 bringing peace to every house but mine
 so another man takes the fall
 just for doing all he could
 in light of what you dreamed up
 for your glory and another man's good
 oh god, what have i done
 without your great permission
 knowing fully of the end at the start
 like a dirty goddamn trick
 i either sin as i resist you
 or i do it as i'm doing my part
 so all my empathy
 to judas and the devil
 they were yours as much in light as in the dark
 so another man takes the fall
 just for doing all he could
 in light of what you dreamed up
 for your glory and another man's good
 so tonight i'll watch the skies
 for a sleigh and saint appearing
 like a great star running out of space
 on this drunken christmas eve
 i gotta say that feels as likely
 as any one of you three showing your face
 so a toast to all my friends
 who are lost and beat and bleeding
 still chasing empty mangers out of faith