White Wine in the Sun

It is finally past Thanksgiving so Christmas posts are in full effect.

I wanted to bring this song to your attention, it’s by Tim Minchin. I am going to copy the lyrics below the video so you can appreciate them as well. I got them from LyricsMode.com. I know, I know, you don’t really like him because of the atheistic leanings to his lyrics but this is a beautiful song and some great piano work. This is a heartfelt and love filled song about him spending time with his family. He’s from Australia so Christmas is in the summer which is he mentions getting together in the sun; in stark contrast to our snow/fire songs about getting together.

I would like to point out a few lyrics that really ring true for me, the first about Christmas:

I’m not expecting big presents,
The old combination of socks, jocks and chocolate’s is just fine by me

And then one about family, I included this in my letter to Sariah and Sophia for when they grow up:

And you won’t understand
But you will learn someday
That wherever you are and whatever you face
These are the people who’ll make you feel safe in this world

Please enjoy the song, take what you like and overlook what you don’t. I don’t know about wine, only drank it once (in Italy just for kicks), but the message of bonding and togetherness is evident even without it. I hope you all have a good season and are able to find those who “make you feel safe in this world”.

 

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I really like Christmas
It’s sentimental, I know, but I just really like it
I am hardly religious
I’d rather break bread with Dawkins than Desmond Tutu, to be honest

And yes, I have all of the usual objections
To consumerism, the commercialisation of an ancient religion
To the westernisation of a dead Palestinian
Press-ganged into selling Playstations and beer
But I still really like it

I’m looking forward to Christmas
Though I’m not expecting a visit from Jesus

I’ll be seeing my dad
My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum
They’ll be drinking white wine in the sun
I’ll be seeing my dad
My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum
They’ll be drinking white wine in the sun

I don’t go in for ancient wisdom
I don’t believe just ‘cos ideas are tenacious it means they’re worthy
I get freaked out by churches
Some of the hymns that they sing have nice chords but the lyrics are spooky

And yes I have all of the usual objections
To the mis-education of children who, in tax-exempt institutions,
Are taught to externalise blame
And to feel ashamed and to judge things as plain right and wrong
But I quite like the songs

I’m not expecting big presents
The old combination of socks, jocks and chocolate’s is just fine by me

Cos I’ll be seeing my dad
My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum
They’ll be drinking white wine in the sun
I’ll be seeing my dad
My brother and sisters, my gran and my mum
They’ll be drinking white wine in the sun

And you, my baby girl
My jetlagged infant daughter
You’ll be handed round the room
Like a puppy at a primary school
And you won’t understand
But you will learn someday
That wherever you are and whatever you face
These are the people who’ll make you feel safe in this world
My sweet blue-eyed girl

And if my baby girl
When you’re twenty-one or thirty-one
And Christmas comes around
And you find yourself nine thousand miles from home
You’ll know what ever comes

Your brothers and sisters and me and your Mum
Will be waiting for you in the sun
Whenever you come
Your brothers and sisters, your aunts and your uncles
Your grandparents, cousins and me and your mum
We’ll be waiting for you in the sun
Drinking white wine in the sun
Darling, when Christmas comes
We’ll be waiting for you in the sun
Drinking white wine in the sun
Waiting for you in the sun
Waiting for you…
Waiting…

I really like Christmas
It’s sentimental, I know…