Luyện nghe bài hát The Wisdom of Snow

Now why man's soul was bleeding
The had to understand
So invisible, he by him
And gently touched his hand

Which the man to stand there still
Despite the cold
And while he stood there in trance
The angel his soul

It seemed the man was not always
The man he had
And that wondered how that change had happened
And it had begun

The man had been born to a kind and family
And raised in the
And all throughout his
This man, clearly, had blessed

He grew up believing, among other
Man was made in the of god
He to school, observed all rules
While very hard

He had always tried to help
Excelled at every task
And when graduated high school
Of course, he was the first one in his

And in his eighteenth
When it was for him to leave
He had offers from colleges
All of ivy league

And at college in all his
He received straight "a"s
And he tried his hand in theater
He got the lead in the play

It appeared to everyone
There was no talent that he
And for years on the football team
He was, the quarterback

And there he also met the
Who did his wife
With her, his was now complete
He had the perfect

When had graduated college
They were wed in a ceremony quite
Then moved to new york
In a dream seemed caught
all had been perfectly planned

She decorated their park avenue
In a 1920's style
And six after they had moved in
She told him, they would be having a child

And after their first
He knew were having a son
Their lives could not have been
And they had only begun

Together they early at the hospital
On the delivery
The was taking no chances
And did not want to risk late

But while waiting outside the room
He could tell something was going wrong
For too many doctors rushing in
With none coming out for too

When her own doctor finally out
With nurses at his side
He said his wife had started hemorrhaging
And despite best efforts, she died

in an effort to console him
A nurse gave him his newborn to
But from the way the child felt in his arms
He knew was still more bad news to be told

The doctor then gave the
As gently as could
But before he could explaining
The father only too well

The child had cut off from oxygen
For minutes, which is far too
The was now irreversible
His permanently malformed

He'd hold a job,
Learn to read or ever
And it be a miracle
If the child even learned how to

And with words the father felt
His entire falling apart
And he for the words to express
The tearing of his heart

He cried out, why did god have to her
she was still so young
And then as if to cut him
Leave this thing as his son

"please explain to me wisdom
How could he
To take me my precious wife
While leaving alive

There is no for this life
Why does he exist
And if he had never been
There is no way he'd have ever missed

If man is in god's image
Then something is surely amiss
For is nothing of god
of god
of god
of god
of god in this"

And then he asked for the
To be placed in a state run
And after he had the papers
He walked into night alone

And in this he found unkind
He built a wall his mind
And every year add new parts
it had also enclosed his heart

He kept his job and his debts
As he became a silhouette
Of a man walking the tombs
While living his within his wounds

He distanced from all his friends
Even his and brothers
And as time it by, he developed his eyes
So could only see the flaws in others

this final glimpse, the angel stepped away
And the man himself out of his trance
Then continued his back towards his home
And few would have his soul half of a chance

And the angel himself felt
As he that old man there
So he did what humans do
And he said a prayer

And as the prayer flew to his
The did decide
To carefully the old man
And closely by his side

For on this night can one
The of a more sympathetic eye
To upon our fellow man
And on night to understand

The frailty of dreams
Like fireflies summer streams
And if one dared to remove time's
one retrace those childhood trails?

But in the winter's wind
Told of rescued dreams, sins
And who us shall be deemed
To rescue some dream?

So on this night of eve
As once again the weave
Its snowswept dreams and lights
bits of magic into each life

And as the snow comes down
Its soul intent to the ground
To cover the world still feels
Perhaps to give them to heal

For as men in money
And professors in they know
God invests in
Like winter invests in

[THE WISDOM OF