by Roma di Luna

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released December 22, 2009

Channy Moon Casselle- lead vocals, violin, piano, songwriter
Alexei Moon Casselle- acoustic guitar, songwriter
Ben Durrant- electric guitar, farfisa
James Everest- bass guitar, acoustic guitar
Ryan Lovan- drums/percussion
Jessie Prusha- harmony vocals
Michael Rossetto- banjo

Produced by Roma di Luna and Ben Durrant
Engineered by Ben Durrant at Crazy Beast Studio.
Artwork by Jason Jaglo



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Track Name: Blue Christmas
I'll have a blue Christmas without you
I'll be so blue just thinking about you
Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree
Won't be the same dear, if you're not here with me

And when those blue snowflakes start fallin'
That's when those blue memories start callin'
You'll be doin' alright with your Christmas of white
But I'll have a blue, blue, blue, blue Christmas

You'll be doin' alright with your Christmas of white
But I'll have a blue, blue, blue, blue Christmas

I'll have a blue Christmas that's certain
And when that blue heartache starts hurtin'
You'll be doin' all right, with your Christmas of white
But I'll have a blue, blue Christmas
Track Name: Red Walls
Well, there’s no snow
And the wind never blows
And people don’t know what
It feels like to have cold bones
They don’t know
At least that’s what I’ve been told (repeat)

Red walls, red walls
And blue flowers
Your fortunes been painted and carved
The maid has packed her bags
And moved to Dallas
Spends all your fancy funds while we starve

A meeting of endings/ Undo all my leaving
I am a lonely feeling
Resisting my belonging to anyone
I know you know
That I am so very hard to hold

The month is your mother
She knit you a sweater
It don’t fit the weather
But you don’t hold it against her
Because you know
That Summer always brings the snow/(‘cold’ 2nd time)
Track Name: Jolly Old St. Nicholas
Jolly old Saint Nicholas, lean your ear this way
Don't you tell a single soul what I'm going to say
Christmas Eve is coming soon; now my dear old man
Whisper what you'll bring to me; tell me if you can

When the clock is striking twelve, when I'm fast asleep
Down the chimney, broad and black,
with your pack you'll creep
All the stockings you will find hanging in a row
Mine will be the shortest one, you'll be sure to know

Bobby wants a pair of skates, Suzy wants a sled
Nellie wants a picture book, yellow, blue, and red
Now I think I'll leave to you what to give the rest
Choose for me, dear Santa Claus; you will know the best