This evening we will light three Chanukah candles, and today
I share the newest release from an acapella group called The Maccabeats who got
their start as students at Yeshiva University 10 years ago and have released new
songs for each Chanukah for the past five years. “The Sill” refers to the
custom to light the candles in front of a window to publicize the holiday.
The Maccabeats: Candles
on the Sill
Ten years ago we played our first set
We were singing for just family and our friends
And our hearts beat with the rush that comes from a cheering crowd
We were younger then
Who could know that then
We’d rise at dawn for early shows
Praying backstage before we go
Cry together tears of joy and hope
Who knows where this goes
We just hope you come along
We were singing for just family and our friends
And our hearts beat with the rush that comes from a cheering crowd
We were younger then
Who could know that then
We’d rise at dawn for early shows
Praying backstage before we go
Cry together tears of joy and hope
Who knows where this goes
We just hope you come along
We find our way
Led by the light of those eight nights and days
Singing to Al Hanissim
And we bless the days each year
Thankful we got here
Beautiful memories lighting the candles on the sill
Led by the light of those eight nights and days
Singing to Al Hanissim
And we bless the days each year
Thankful we got here
Beautiful memories lighting the candles on the sill
A week in deep dark winter's when we celebrate
Shining bright on the shortest days with the ones that we love
Don’t know what we did to deserve this light
Hoping we learn to use it right
But we were younger then
Take us back to when
We found our voice despite our fears
Through ups and downs over the years
We never dreamed of being here for so long
And as we grow
We just hope you come along
We find our way
Led by the light of those eight nights and days
Singing to Al Hanissim
And we bless the days each year
Thankful we got here
Beautiful memories lighting the candles on the sill (3)
Shining bright on the shortest days with the ones that we love
Don’t know what we did to deserve this light
Hoping we learn to use it right
But we were younger then
Take us back to when
We found our voice despite our fears
Through ups and downs over the years
We never dreamed of being here for so long
And as we grow
We just hope you come along
We find our way
Led by the light of those eight nights and days
Singing to Al Hanissim
And we bless the days each year
Thankful we got here
Beautiful memories lighting the candles on the sill (3)
One for teachers of song
Two for those who
sing along
Three for new friends who share
Four for old friends that care
Five for partners by our side
Six for sources of our pride
Seven for those who raised us and eight
Can’t wait to go home
Three for new friends who share
Four for old friends that care
Five for partners by our side
Six for sources of our pride
Seven for those who raised us and eight
Can’t wait to go home
We find our way
Led by the light of those eight nights and days
Singing to Al Hanissim
And we bless the days each year
Thankful we got here
Beautiful memories lighting the candles on the sill (3)
I had no idea where this song came from, so I did a little snooping around and found that the original song was done by a fellow named Ed Sheeran, who wrote and recorded “Castle on the Hill” in January of this year.
Ed Sheeran: Castle on the Hill
When I was six years old I broke my leg
I was running from my brother and his friends
And tasted the sweet perfume of the mountain grass I rolled down
I was younger then, take me back to when I
I was running from my brother and his friends
And tasted the sweet perfume of the mountain grass I rolled down
I was younger then, take me back to when I
Found my heart and broke it here
Made friends and lost them through the years
And I've not seen the roaring fields in so long, I know I've grown
But I can't wait to go home
Made friends and lost them through the years
And I've not seen the roaring fields in so long, I know I've grown
But I can't wait to go home
I'm on my way
Driving at ninety down those country lanes
Singing to "Tiny Dancer"
And I miss the way you make me feel, and it's real
We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill
Driving at ninety down those country lanes
Singing to "Tiny Dancer"
And I miss the way you make me feel, and it's real
We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill
Fifteen years old and smoking hand-rolled cigarettes
Running from the law through the backfields and getting drunk with my friends
Had my first kiss on a Friday night, I don't reckon that I did it right
But I was younger then, take me back to when
Running from the law through the backfields and getting drunk with my friends
Had my first kiss on a Friday night, I don't reckon that I did it right
But I was younger then, take me back to when
We found weekend jobs, when we got paid
We'd buy cheap spirits and drink them straight
Me and my friends have not thrown up in so long, oh how we've grown
But I can't wait to go home
We'd buy cheap spirits and drink them straight
Me and my friends have not thrown up in so long, oh how we've grown
But I can't wait to go home
I'm on my way
Driving at ninety down those country lanes
Singing to "Tiny Dancer"
And I miss the way you make me feel, and it's real
We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill
Driving at ninety down those country lanes
Singing to "Tiny Dancer"
And I miss the way you make me feel, and it's real
We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
One friend left to sell clothes
One works down by the coast
One had two kids but lives alone
One's brother overdosed
One's already on his second wife
One's just barely getting by
But these people raised me and I can't wait to go home
One works down by the coast
One had two kids but lives alone
One's brother overdosed
One's already on his second wife
One's just barely getting by
But these people raised me and I can't wait to go home
And I'm on my way, I still remember
This old country lanes
When we did not know the answers
And I miss the way you make me feel, it's real
We watched the sunset over the castle on the hillOver the castle on the hill
This old country lanes
When we did not know the answers
And I miss the way you make me feel, it's real
We watched the sunset over the castle on the hillOver the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
Love,
Rebecca

