I'm Dreaming of a Christmas Below 70

The sun is shining, the grass is green

It feels like a summer day

It’s not supposed to be this way

In Charlottesville VA


‘Cause it’s December the 24th

At latitude 38 North…


I’m dreaming of a Christmas below 70

Just like the ones I used to know

Where the treetops glisten and children listen

To wisdom instead of Morning Joe


I’m dreaming of a year with seasons

Instead of growing heat and blight

If climate deniers see the light

And our society is set right

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