Luyện nghe bài hát The Wisdom of Snow

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

caused the man to stand there still
Despite the winter's
And while he stood in that trance
The read his soul

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

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

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

He had always tried to others
Excelled at every task
And he'd graduated high school
Of course, he was the one in his class

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

And at college in all his
He always received "a"s
And when he his hand in theater
He got the lead in the senior

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

And there he also met the
Who did become his
her, his world was now complete
He had the life

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

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

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

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

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

When her own finally came out
With several nurses at his
He that his wife had started hemorrhaging
And despite best efforts, she died

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

The doctor gave the prognosis
As gently as could
But before he could finish
The father too well understood

The had been cut off from oxygen
For minutes, is far too long
The damage was now
His brain malformed

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

And with those words the father
His entire world apart
And he for the words to express
The inside of his heart

He out, why did god have to take her
she was still so young
And as if to cut him deeper
Leave thing here as his son

"please explain to me wisdom
How he decide
To from me my precious wife
leaving this alive

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

If man is made in 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 in a state run home
And he had signed the papers
He walked into that alone

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

He his job and paid his debts
As he became a silhouette
Of a man walking among the
living his life within his wounds

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

With this final glimpse, the 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 helpless
As he watched that old man
So he did what even do
And he quickly a prayer

And as the flew to his lord
The did decide
To carefully the old man
And stay closely by his

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

The of childhood dreams
Like fireflies over streams
And if one dared to remove veil
Could one retrace those trails?

But whispers in the winter's
of rescued dreams, forgiven 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 colored
With bits of magic into life

And as the snow comes gently
Its soul to reach the ground
To cover scars the world still
Perhaps to them time to heal

For as men invest in
And in what they know
God invests in
Like winter invests in

[THE OF SNOW]