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Now there's snow in the airWhich something happens occasionally over hereLike a postcard sent from far awayFrom a very different timeWhere skateboarding was still a primeNow the darkness surrounds Christmas dayAnd it's not about the presentsAnd it's not about foodAnd it's not about that guy who dies from sinNow the streets are fluorescent, puts us all in a shopping moodIn the end, you'll see that everybody wins'Cause the sun turns at Christmas timeAnd there's light at the end of the tunnelIt's the end of the beginning, the beginning of the endSomething so dark and now the future looks so brightLittle further north, it's even worse on the 4thOf February, some people still haven't seen the sunSo it's not to complain, though it's pretty dark, it's not in vainWhen the sun comes, we know it's almost doneAnd it's not about the presentsAnd it's not about foodAnd it's not about that guy who dies of sinSongtexteNow the streets are fluorescent, puts us all in a shopping moodIn the end, you'll see that everybody wins'Cause the sun turns at Christmas timeAnd there's light at the end of the tunnelIt's the end of the beginning, the beginning of the endSomething so dark and now the future looks so brightBut it's not about the presents And it's not about foodAnd it's not about that guy who dies of sinNow the streets are fluorescent, puts us all in a shopping moodIn the end, you'll see that everybody wins'Cause the sun turns at Christmas timeAnd there's light at the end of the tunnel (and it never goes out)It's the end of the beginning, the beginning of the endSomething so dark and now the future looks so bright Aus Songtexte Mania