The night of Christmas Eve was sleepless. I had been writing a song about life on Mars, and I got stuck for ideas, leading me to look out the window for inspiration . Gently, I drew back my glittering, velvety curtains to see Saint Nicholas himself! With a long, silky beard and a crimson red coat he flew through the onyx sky. His Â sleigh was a wonder, dragged forwards by beautiful reindeer. He stopped at a chimney and I saw he threw down a sailor hat, a television and a caveman toy. As he flew off I thought of the last lyrics, then wrote the end of my song.