Luyện nghe bài hát The Wisdom of Snow

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

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

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

The man had been born to a kind and religious
And in the midwest
And all throughout his
man, clearly, had been blessed

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

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

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

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

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

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

they had graduated college
They were wed in a ceremony grand
Then they moved to new
In a dream seemed caught
Where all had been perfectly

She decorated their avenue apartment
In a 1920's art-deco
And six months after they had in
She told him, they would soon be having a

And after first ultrasound
He knew they were a son
Their lives not have been better
And they had only begun

they arrived early at the hospital
On the date
The father was taking no
And did not to risk being late

But while waiting outside the delivery
He tell that something was going wrong
For too doctors were rushing in
none coming out for too long

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

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

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

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

He'd never a job,
Learn to read or talk
And it would be a
If the child even how to walk

And with those the father felt
His entire world falling
And he stumbled for the words to
The tearing inside of his

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

"please explain to me god's
How he decide
To from me my precious wife
While this alive

There is no reason for this
Why he even exist
And if he had been born
is no way he'd have ever been missed

If man is in god's image
Then here is surely amiss
For there is of god
of god
of god
of god
of god in this"

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

And in this he found unkind
He built a around his mind
And every year he'd add new
Until it had also enclosed his

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

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

With this glimpse, the angel stepped away
And the man shook himself out of his
Then continued his walk towards his home
And few would have given his soul of a chance

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

And as the prayer flew to his
The angel did
To carefully the old man
And stay closely by his

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

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

But whispers in the wind
Told of rescued dreams, sins
And who among us shall be
To some forgotten dream?

So on night of christmas eve
As once again the spirits
Its snowswept and colored lights
With bits of magic each life

And as the comes gently down
Its soul intent to reach the
To cover scars the world still
Perhaps to give them time to

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

[THE OF SNOW]