Luyện nghe bài hát The Child We Lost 1963

There were shadows in the
Where the light got thrown by the lamp on the
On mother's side, after midnight, still
You can see it all
You can see it all
And the closet in the
On the far shelf with the keepsakes, she hid
That box there full of of regret
By the of the kids

You get faint recollections of your sigh, countryside drive
And the landscape seen from the window of the backseat with some flowers in a

afternoon after school you and your older sisters
Found parents in the kitchen at the table
lifting off the lid of the box

And a hush fell everything like a funeral prayer
A reverence, ancestral, in the air

you didn't understand what it meant
That they never said her aloud around you
sitting at the table with her things they'd kept
You recall faintly cards, clothes, and the smell of the paint in the upstairs bedroom
Until then you know that's what the box had held

Your parents slowly around always speaking in code

No, they never said her aloud around you
Only told you it was perfect your sister went
And you understand why it hurt them so much then that she'd come and left so soon
Could only inside your head at what a "stillbirth" meant
knew that mother wept

You watched father held her, said "Some things come but can't stay here."
You saw a brightness. Like a light through your eyes closed tight she tumbled away.

From here, place
To in the nighttime shadows she made
To be an absence in mom, a sadness hanging her
Like some pentacostal flame, on and off
She was "Sister," whispered.
"Her" or
"The We Lost."

You were
A vagueness, a image
You visions

You were a flame lit that out twice as brightly as the rest of us did
you left, you were light, then you tumbled away

There are shadows that fall still at a certain angle
In the bedroom on the by your mother's side
From the light on there

There's the box in the closet, all the things
And the landscape where she
Flowers on the grave, marble where etched that name
And mother cried the way home

But she said it once out loud
On the way back home from where you they meant
When they said where went

After grandpa got sick and he couldn't fall sleep
They wheeled his stretcher bed beside her at
And I saw the

On the day he died
By bed in grandma's eyes
While us grandkids our goodbyes

She "don't cry"
he holds her
Said a name I recognize
And the with all the shadows combined