Silent Night 2024 - Days 1-16 (MF/MFmf)

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By way of explanation to those who did not follow me on d******A** - the Silent Night stories are short (as in 1-2 pages max) vignettes based around a Silent Night photo. These are not in any way offensive, unless you find the Silent Night thing offensive - in which case, are you in the right place?

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1

Yeah, I knew I was taking a risk breaking in while it was still light, but I honestly did not think anything of it at the time – until I saw the lady of the house and her two daughters sitting together in the front room, looking at something on a laptop. They all had long blonde hair, and I guessed the girls were about thirteen and eleven. They were both wearing Christmas jumpers – red and white V-shaped stripes, a white fur band at the hem at the bottom, and a red ribbon round their waist with a bow tied to the side at the front. They also had on black leggings, tucked into red and white striped socks, and a red bow in their hair.

As for Mummy, she was wearing a green top and black jeans – but all three had a shocked look when I showed them the gun in my gloved hand, and as such had their attention. They already had their Christmas decorations up – so I asked them to sit on a brown couch between two trees with white lights, Mummy in the middle and the girls either side, as I produced from my rucksack a roll of red tape.

One by one, I got them to cross their wrists and then they watched as I taped their wrists together in front of them, then knelt down and taped their ankles together, before strips of the red tape were pressed down over their mouths.

But I needed to make sure they stayed together and got not get off the couch on their own -and that’s when I saw the string of larger lights that had been hung across the wall. I took the string down and wrapped it round all three of them at their stomachs making sure they were held tightly together before I plugged the lights in, and they shone on all three of them.

I left them there while I robbed the house – but on the way out, I made sure to take a photo of all three of them on Mummy’s mobile phone. Who knows – they may actually enjoy using that on a card…


2

It was four in the morning when I was woken up by Amy, pushing my sides and saying, “Merry Christmas Bobby.” She’s six years old, and she wawas wearing a pink onesie with Santa on it, her hair in two bunches on her head.

I’m thirteen, and I was wearing a pair of camouflage style pyjama with feet on the bottoms. I rubbed my eyes and said, “Merry Christmas” and then saw how early it was.

“Why did you wake up?”

“I can hear Santa talking to Mum and dad downstairs.”

I listened for a moment, and she was right – I could hear Mum and Dad downstairs talking to someone, and then I heard doors closing. Then there was silence.

“I want to see what Santa has brought me.” I looked at Amy and said, “how about we get some more sleep first?”


“No – I want to look now.”

I sighed as I got out of the bed and said “all right – but we go quietly, all right? I haven’t heard Mum and Dad come back to bed yet.”

Amy smiled as we both went out of my room and onto the upstairs landing. There was a light on downstairs, but I could not hear anything else. I looked at Amu and put my finger to my lips, and then we walked slowly down the staircase.

I could now see the light as coming from the front room, but it was very soft and small. I held Amy’s hand as we walked into the front room – and then I saw Mum and Dad. Dad was wearing a red short sleeved top and red checked bottom, while Mum was wearing a pair of pink, black and red checked pyjamas – but they were both sitting back-to-back on the low stool we have in front of our couch, and their hands were behind their backs.

Mum looked at me and tried to talk – but she had red tape over her mouth, and Dad did as well, and they had red tape holding their ankles together. As for the light I had seen, it was coming from the fairy lights that were wrapped round both of them, holding them together.

Dad said something like “fhnndthfhhn”, before Amy went up and smiled as she looked at him. Mum looked at me, and I peeled the tape away from her mouth as she coughed and said “thank you - get my mobile phone Bobby – I need to call the police…”

3
With apologies to Paul Williams

It’s quiet in the room tonight
Sitting on the rug
The tinsel wrapped around us both
Keeping us secure
The white cords that hold our
Wrists and ankles tight.
And so it is we have a Silent Night

I’m wearing red and black today
My sister green and jeans
We’re sitting on the floor cross legged
The lights are twinkling
And Mum is smiling at us both
Our mouths covered with tape
And so it is we have a Silent Night

The tape is crinkling over our smile
Because we know we’re both all right
It's a picture to share with our family
To show them all just what we are like…

We’re looking at the camera as the flash goes off
With happiness in our hearts, we know Christmas has come
And everyone can feel it, as we all agree
That this is how we share a Silent Night
After all It’s how we have a Silent Night

4

Dave.my big brother, was babysitting for me and Zoe when the two elves came in. Well, they were dressed as elves – but they also had green eye masks on, and one of them pointed a gun at the three of us as he told us not to cause any trouble.

Dave is sixteen, and I’m ten – he was wearing a black t-shirt, jeans and black socks, while I was wearing a pink t-shirt over a purple long-sleeved top, light pink pants with a Hello Kitty print, and striped socks, my black hair in two bunches tied with red ribbons.

And then there is Zoe, who is six years old. She was wearing a pink sleep suit which had slippers sown on, a snowflake pattern on the material, and her black hair was held by a little band on her head. She was also not scared – instead, she asked one of the elves what he was going to do.

He smiled, and said he needed her help to make sure Dave an di stayed in one place - and then he would do the same to her. So, he made us sit back-to-back on two small stools, and then he took from his sack a roll of silver tape and taped my wrists to Daves as Zoe watched and giggled.

He then taped my ankles to the front legs of the stool I was sitting on, and di the same to Dave, before he pressed strips of the silver tape down over our mouths to keep us quiet.

Dave had been about to put a string of white fairy lights round the room – so while one of the elves went upstairs, the other one asked Zoe to help him to untangle them, before he wrapped the lights round both of us to hold us together back-to-back, and to keep our arms by our sides.

Zoe actually cooed when he plugged them in and turned them on, the lights twinkling as he said he was going to make Zoe a present for our parents. He wrapped the tape round her waist to keep her arms by her sides, and then round her upper arms, before he secured her ankles and legs together, and then laid her on her side on the couch so she could look at us while he covered her mouth with the tape as well.

And that was how the elves left us – silent in the night until Mum and Dad came home and found us…

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5

This was one of those quick and dirty visits I used to carry out in my early days = but it also introduced me to this whole Silent Night thing. I had seen them carrying their bags on the underground train, and followed them with my rucksack on my back, supplies in there for correct use.

They went into a terraced house, so I walked up to the front door and was pleased to find they had left it unlocked – allowing me to slip in quietly, close the door, and then stop to pull the stocking down over my head and tuck it into the neck of my jumper before I stopped and listened.

“There we go – now both of you just stay there, and I’ll go and get the camera.”

I watched as the lady of the house came out, wearing a black polo shirt over a blue jumper, jeans and slippers – and then what I imagine was a shocked expression when she came out of another room with a camera in her hand, and saw me.

I quickly put my hand over her mouth and put a gloved finger to my lips, as I said, “not a word – remain calm, and you and your children will have a very exciting experience.”

“Whaatdhuhmhn,” she mumbled into my hand.

“We’re going to go in,” I said quietly, 2and you are going to tell them we are going to play a game of robbers – only I really am robbing you. Do this they stay calm, all right?”

She looked at me, and then slowly nodded as I took my hand away – and ‘I saw she was smiling. “They might enjoy that – come and see,” she said as we walked into the front room, and I saw the two children.

The boy was about thirteen and was wearing a black polo shirt over a white long-sleeved top, faded blue jeans and black and white trainers with red laces. His sister was about ten, and she was wearing a red gilet over a white long-sleeved top, jeans and silver slippers. She had her hair braided into two pigtails, while he had a red Santa hat on.

What was funny was that they both stood back-to-back, looking at me with silver tape pressed down over their mouths, and a set of fairy lights wrapped round them from their shoulders to above their knees.

“Well now,” I said, “family picture?”

“Yes – I take one like this every year for our Christmas card,” their mother said. “Guys, once I take the photo, we’re all going to play a game of robbers with this man – so I’ll play with you as well, all right?”

“Their father?”

“Long gone – will you allow me to take the photo before you make sure I cannot raise the alarm, and then take care of them?”

I nodded and watched as she took a picture of both of them, and then said “the man is going to take care of me first, and then he’ll make sure you can’t stop him either. After a while, we can try to escape, all right?”

They both nodded as I took a roll of duct tape from my bag, and taped their mother’s wrists together behind her back, then wrapped some tape round her arms and body before she sat down on a long couch. I then taped her ankles together as well as her legs above and below her knees, and then covered her mouth with some strips of tape before I helped her to lie on her side.

Then I said to the kids “Ready?” Now, his sister’s head came to the center of his back, so taping their upper bodies together was not that practical – but what I could do was tape their wrists together, his to hers, on both sides. I then did the same thing to their ankles, before wrapping the tape round their legs above and below their knees so they were held together and to each other.

I told them to stay right there while I availed myself of the valuables in the house, and then told them they could try to get free after they had counted to one hundred. I was out of the door at thirty…


6
With apologies to Jon Bon Jovi, Pee Wee King and Redd Stewart

Silent Night, my husband say
Was an idea we could try today
A family photo in a different way
To share with others, for Christmas Day
I said it was all right
The kids would be in sight, but somehow it didn’t feel right

Blake my son is seven
And Grace a tall thin eleven
So he said to go and dress in clothes so bright
Our pants were green, red and white
As we watched him sort the lights
My top was green, and theirs was blue.

Grace is behind me, Blake by my side
As he puts on a record with the sleigh ride
I see the red tape he wraps round my wrists
and then to the children, as their make their fists
Grace rubs on me, Blake asks why
And he says it’s all part of the Silent Night

Oh, the wire is thin and tight
As he wraps round Grace and I the lights.
The bulbs they are shining
As Blake is pushed against us
And when he’s finished all we three can do
Is wriggle and giggle – and then Blake says “Coo.”

I look down to see the cloth in his lips
And the red ribbon he ties round Blake’s head
He then does something to Grace before
He ties the red ribbon into her mouth
He looks at me and smiles
Then pushes the cloth in my mouth
Yeah, yeah

Pretty ribbon, round my head
Tied with a nice bow in my lips
We can only watch as he snaps away
Oh, Silent Night just feels so strange…

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7

They didn’t give me or Frank a chance, if truth be told. My husband was working late, and we were relaxing in our Grinch t-shirts and red checked leisure bottoms. I also had a red headband on holding my dark hair back. The room was not quite in darkness – the lights on the tree provided some illumination to see by.

Seriously, we did not know anyone else was in the house until Frank gasped and I saw the man holding a knife to his throat. There was another one standing beside him, who told me to put two chairs in front of the tree, and then made Frank sit in one and me on the other one, back-to-back.

While one of them held a knife to my son, the other used thin cords to bind my wrists together in front of me, and then to tie my ankles to the front legs of the chair, before I heard rather than saw them doing the same thing to Frank.

But they then grabbed a set of lights and wrapped them round both of us, holding our upper bodies to the chair back and then to each other as they were wound round more and more tightly.

Then they did something I was not expecting – they pushed a folded cloth into my mouth, and then tied a thin length of string round my head - leaving a blue and silver present bow pressed up against my lips. I saw a red one attached to a string – and then heard Frank’s muffled complaints as I presumed he was gagged in the same way.

All we could do was watch from the door as one of them went to look for things to take, the other one taking a picture with my phone and then guarding us…


8
With apologies to Ralph Baine and Hugh Martin

Have yourself a lovely Silent Night
Let your eyes shine
Both of you are lovely in the tree light fine.

Neither of you are in any danger
Even though you can’t say
How much fun this is, on this special day

Sat back to back with the fairy lights
Twinkling in the tinsel grey
Silver tape covering our mouths
which means we’ve nothing to say…

Back to back, we are held together
In the camera flash
So we have a picture for our family card
And have yourself a lovely Silent Night now…

Sat back to back with the fairy lights
Twinkling in the tinsel grey
Silver tape covering our mouths
which means we’ve nothing to say…

Back-to-back, we are held together
In the camera flash
So we have a picture for our family card
And have yourself a lovely Silent Night now…

9

They did not have to cover her mouth with the red tape, but looking down at her as she sits on my lap, I guess she is the same as me and her sister – but it also means I have to keep trying to talk to her and keep her thinking this is a game, and not a robbery.

She’s four years younger than her sister, but they both are dressed identically – long sleeved white tops with “Merry Night” written in red on the front, a red taffeta skirt and red and white stiped leggings, and bare feet. Her sister had her blonde hair in aa ponytail, with a red bow and white feathers in her hair.

As for me, I’m wearing a red sleep suit with a hood and comfy slipper socks – but the woman who has the eye mask on had made sure we all were dealt with to stop us stopping her.,

So, her sister is sitting on a red chair in front of the tree, looking at both of us as the lights twinkle on the green wire which wrapped round her body. She had red tape holding her wrists down to the armrests of the chair, as well as holding her ankles together, and a strip of the red tape is pressed firmly down over her mouth. I was worried when she did this, but I can see the smile on her lips as the tape crinkles over them, so she’s treating this as an adventure.

As for her little sister, as I said, she is sitting on my lap, looking up at me as she rests her head on my stomach and her eyes close. She has her wrists taped together in front of her, as well as tape holding, her ankles together, and the tape over her mouth – and over mine. I have her in a hug, my wrists taped to my arms, and my ankles are taped together as well.

There’s something else wrapped around both of us as well – another set of fairy lights, so we are all sparkling as we wait for Dad to get home from work…

10

Jack was already in bed, and I was sitting with Mum and Dad talking about what we were going to do as a family over the holidays. I was wearing a grey sweater, and jeans tucked into a pair of black Ugg boots that came to just below my knee. Mum was wearing a grey and red striped top and jeans, in her case with a pair of short black leather boots, while Dad was wearing a red and white checked shirt, jeans and black shoes.

Mum went to the kitchen to make some coffees – but when she came back, she was not alone. There were three men with her, wearing black balaclavas over their heads, one of them holding a shotgun as he told Dad and me to sit on the floor with our legs crossed and our hands on our lap.

Well, what would you do if someone with a gun told you to do something? We both sat on the floor as Mum was forced to sit next to Dad behind me, and then we saw another of the men take a skein of rope from his pocket. He told us not to move as he started with Dad, making him cross his arms over his chest and tying his wrists tightly together, then taking the rope round his arms and body, before playing it out and tying his ankles tightly together.

I saw him struggle as the second masked man took another skein of rope from his back pocket and made mum cross her wrists over her chest, then tied her up in the same way as Dad as she pleaded with him bot to hurt her or any of us.

When he was done, the man took the shotgun as the third man produced his own skein of rope and crossed my wrists over my chest before he lashed them tightly together. It hurt a little – but as he wrapped the rope round my upper body and arms, I realized there was no way I was going to get out of this without help.,

He then wrapped the rope round my ankles, The cords sinking into the soft fabric of my boots, but it was still very effective, before he stood up and produced from somewhere a roll of red tape -=- tape he tore strips from and pressed down over all of our mouths.

He then took the gun back and sat down, watching us as his two ‘friends’ raided the rest of the house, and then all three left us – but not before they had a final laugh by wrapping a spare set of large tree lights round all three of us, plugging them in and turning them on.

There was nothing we could do to raise the alarm, and we were sat there for what seemed an eternity before Jack came down the stairs, rubbing his eyes and asking why the lights were on – and then he saw all three of us.

And he laughed, oh how he laughed, before he found some scissors and cut us free…

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11

A cat wearing a red tutu – not the strangest thing we were seeing that night, it has to be said. My sister and oi were seeing something even stranger as we looked over our shoulders at each other -and there was not a thing we could do about it.

We had been down tot eh pub for a drink – I was wearing a white Christmas jumper and black leggings with short black boots, and my sister Cheryl a black Christmas jumper and leggings with short white boots, both of us with leather jackets over out jumpers. While there, we got talking to these two guys – about our age, cute, and handsome with it.

So, we asked them if they wanted to come back to our place for a coffee, and they said yes, it seemed the most natural thing in the world for us to say yes, so we walked back to our flat and they went into the front room while Cherlyl and I went to make some coffee.

We giggled and made the mugs up, then carried them in – only to find one of them searching through our handbags, and the other one smiling as he pointed a gun at us and told us to put the coffee mugs down, then to take out boost off and kneel in front of the couch.

Well, we fell for it, didn’t we? We knelt down and looked at each other as the other young – gentleman – took a roll of duct tape and folded our arms behind our backs, taping our forearms together from elbow to elbow, and then taping our ankles together as well as our legs above our knees.

We were then made to kneel back-to-back, and as one covered our mouths with tape, the other took the tree lights off our tree and wrapped them round both of us, holding our upper bodies together before he plugged them in, and the lights started to shine round both of us.

He watched us as his partner searched our bedrooms, and then they left us there, the main room light off as we wondered how we were going to get free – and then our cat walked in, resplendent in her red tutu, and just sat watching us as we struggled…


12

Mum and Dad had bought the outfits for us, and we loved wearing them. They were party dresses – a black top body with a gold star on a wand on the front, green chiffon capped sleeves, a tiered green chiffon skirt that came to just above our knees in tiers with little red bows, and while I was wearing gold slippers Jo was wearing silver ones. I also had a green ribbon tied in my long blonde hair with a bow at the top, and Jo was wearing a green Christmas tree on a headband on their hair.

We had worn them to the party and were in a great mood when we got home – only to see that there were two men dressed as the grinch in our house, and Mum was lying on the couch, tied up and with a length of white tape over her mouth.

The Grinch covered Jo’s mouth and told me not to say a word, and then told Jo not to struggle or we would get hurt. I told Jo not to cause any trouble and hugged them when they were released before the Grinch told us both to stand still and put our hands behind our back.

Mum watched us as I felt something soft being used to tie my wrists behind my back, and then I looked over as the green masked man crossed Jo’s wrists and used rope to hold them together. He then told us to sit back-to-back on the floor, and I felt the rope as we were bound together round our arms and upper bodies.

He then knelt in front of me and tied my ankles together, as well as my legs below my knees, and then he went behind me. I could hear Jo crying as he tied their ankles and legs, so I gave Jo’s hand a squeeze and my hand was squeezed back. I then heard her mumble, and I saw the Grinch with a length of white tape in his green hands.

It certainly kept my mouth shut, and I really could not speak as Mum looked at us and nodded, while the other Grinch came back and then they both left. I was feeling very brave – and as I squeezed Jo’s hand again, I knew I had to keep my little brother safe and calm as well…

[Tiengag5]

Always love your family in bondage stories.

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13

It’s funny how many people think the Silent Night idea is a relatively new one – it may have been fifty years ago, but my sister Abigail and I certainly had a similar photo taken.

We had been helping to trim the tree with Mum and Dad – and it looked wonderful, even if the eleven-year-old me said so. I was wearing white pyjamas – Abigail is two years younger than me, and she was wearing a white nightdress.

Anyway, Mum and Dad were letting us sit up late and they were watching an episode of The Sweeney, where a family were held hostage. I must have said something about wondering how that felt – because Abigail she wanted to find out as well. Mum and Dad looked at each other, and then told us to go the toilet while they fetched a few things.

When we came back into the room, we saw the ‘few things’ were some dressing gown belts, and two red wool scarves.

They told us to sit back-to-back in front of the tree, and then used two of the belts to tie my wrists together in front of me and my ankles together. Mum was doing the same to Abigail while Dad did this to me – and then they used two belts tied together to hold us together round our waists.

Mum asked if we were all right, and I nodded – and then I heard Abigail giving a muffled giggle. I wondered why it was muffled – but then Dad tied the red scarf round my head, covering my mouth, and I knew why.

We giggled and tried to move – but it wasn’t easy – and then Dad found our Polaroid camera ands took a photo of both of us looking at him and Mum.

A photo I still have – I’m looking at it now, as the memories come back…


14

I had no idea why the four women came into our house, or why two of them took Mum and Dad – my concern was making sure Clive, Britt and Ernie weren’t scared. I’m, the oldest, sixteen years old – and it was frightening enough to have women wearing stocking over their heads, watching us while one of them held a gun.

They were both blonde – one spoke in a North of England accent, while the other was American. She smiled and said she knew a game we could all play – and it would be fun. I nodded and said so long as they did not hurt any of us, we would play.

She said she would start with Clive and Britt – Clive is thirteen, and was wearing a Santa Christmas Jumper, grey jeans and socks. Britt is twelve, and she was wearing a pale blue smock top with a wide black stripe around her waist, and a knee length black skirt.

The American woman told them to stand in front of me and Ernie, and I watched as the other woman took the hands of both of them behind their backs, and used something to make sure they could not bring them back round. I had no ideas what it was until they told them to sit on the floor, and she used two lengths of white cord to make sure their ankles were secured together.

She then told me to sit between them, and then put Ernie on my lap. I was wearing a black vest top and jeans which were tucked into black Ugg boots, while my five-year-old youngest brother was wearing a red jumper and grey pants. He watched as the other woman took another length of the thin cord and used it to keep my ankles together. I could see the cords sinking into the soft material of my boots, but I also knew when she was done I was not going to be able to move them apart, watching as she tied another length around and between Ernie’s ankles.

The American woman then told me to put my arms round Ernie, and as I did so her partner tied my wrists together, and then tied Ernie’s wrists together so his hands rested on top of mine. They then took a set of lights off the tree and wound them round all four of us so that we were held loosely together.

The American woman then said we all had to be very quiet, so she took out a roll of white tape and peeled a length off, which she pressed down over my mouth. I looked at the others and nodded, as she peeled a new length off and pressed it gently down over Clive’s’ mouth, then Brett, and finally Ernie – I could see the shapes of their lips under their mouths, as she turned the television no and let us watch cartoons.

We must have fallen asleep – because when I opened my eyes, the room was in darkness, the television was on, and Mum was watching us from where she was lying on the couch, tied and gagged just like us…

15

The thing you can say about that Christmas Eve is we were all the same – me, Mom and my sisters. That day, however, we were lying on the floor, tied up and gagged with tinsel holding our wrists to our ankles…

Not only was it when Gingham was in fashion, it was a time when for whatever reason we all dressed the same – which that day was red Gingham print jump suits. Mom and I were wearing sleeveless ones with a v-neckline, red jumpers underneath, while Maddie and Jodie were wearing ones with a round neck and capped sleeves, with white roll neck sweaters underneath. Pops was at the Lodge, and we were sitting watching the Mary Tyler Moore show when the three men came in, pointing guns at us as they told us to sit with our hands on our heads.

One of them put a large bag down and opened it, taking out rolls of red tape as he told the three of us to kneel in front of the couch, and put our hands behind our backs. We looked at Mom, who told us to do what the man said, so I knelt between my sisters – I was only ten, while Maddie was twelve and Jodie thirteen.

I heard a ripping sound, and looking to my side I saw the man had crossed Maddie’s wrists and was wrapping the red tape round them to hold them tightly together. He then wrapped the tape round her arms to keep them against her sides, and then he knelt behind me.

I looked to the other side at Jodie, who was starting to cry, and I told her it was going to be all right even as the tape tugged on my skin while my wrists were held together. I then felt my arms against my sides as the tape was wound round me, and I felt Maddie nudge me on the other side as he took care of Jodie.

We were then made to lie face down on the floor, while another of the men took a second roll of this tape and started to bind Mom in the same way as us as she sat in the chair. As for us, we all had our ankles secured together as well as our legs below our knees.

I watched from the floor as Mom was forced to walk to the telephone and make a call – but we could not say anything after that, as the red tape was pressed down over our mouths. I could hear her talking to Pops, and then my ankles were pulled back, and I looked back to see the man was using a length of red tinsel to fix my ankles to my wrists.

He did the same to my sisters as Mom was made to lie down on the couch, her ankles and kegs taped and then her mouth covered with the tape as the men sat and watched us for what seemed an eternity. When the phone rang once, then three times, then once, I saw them look at each other and then leave the room – after they pulled the telephone wire from the wall – and leaving us all in the lights from the tree…




16

With apologies to Jeremy Lanning, Micky Chapman and Nicky Chinn

Try to imagine a room lit by soft light
Try to imagine my husband out of sight
As we sit there, in the cool air
With his hand holding mine
We must look a right pair
and we’ve got to watch the stair.

It'll be a Silent Night
Now we’re alone
It'll be a Silent Night
No sound at all
and I’ll be told that we had to
Have a Silent Night

We came down the stairs in our PJs to see
There was a man, who had taken our things
Hew saw us and he told us
To kneel on the ground
As he taped up our wrists and arms
Then tape gagged us, no sound.

It'll be a Silent Night
Now we’re alone
It'll be a Silent Night
No sound at all
and I’ll be told that we had to
Have a Silent Night

Sat back to back on our own knees
We have the twinkling lights all around
As they keep our arms by our sides
And I cannot say a word or call for help
As we watch him take our goods.
At least the presents stayed under the tree
So we can have a wonderful day
Even if we cannot say

So, we’ll have a Silent Night
Alone on the floor
We’ll have a Silent Night
My hand in yours
and when the kids come down, we’ll say
We had a Silent Night