Christmas Day - Sundials

A Middle Eastern fairy tale

A memory you can’t dismiss

The faces of your children pale

Climatic thrills in every twist

From hostage weeks in warring clans

In film that we might never see--

Delayed by your investors' plans

Who only water money trees

But now it’s time to pay the rent

And balance with the weight of loans

Tell your wife the credits spent

And tangle up the telephone

While browsing via dial-up for

Producers you could never pay

Hope to fill just half the cup and

Tell your kids by Christmas Day:

«The money’s on its way.»

I’ll imagine us in Hollywood

On carpets we already knew

From where our favorite actors stood

Parading in the living room:

Smile and wave to great applause

Tell the world how much it means

Crescendo with dramatic pause

And bow the bow you bowed in your dreams