Luyện nghe bài hát The Wisdom of Snow

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

Which caused the man to there still
Despite the winter's
And while he there in that trance
The angel his soul

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

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

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

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

And in his eighteenth
When it was time for him to
He had from several colleges
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 play

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

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

When they had college
They were wed in a quite grand
Then moved to new york
In a dream seemed caught
Where all had been planned

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

And after first ultrasound
He knew they having a son
lives could not have been better
And they had only just

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

But while waiting outside the room
He could tell that something was going
For too doctors were rushing in
With coming out for too long

When her own finally came out
With several at his side
He said that his wife had started
And despite their efforts, she died

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

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

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

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

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

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

"please to me god's wisdom
How he decide
To take me my precious wife
leaving this alive

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

If man is made in image
Then something here is surely
For is nothing of god
of god
of god
of god
of god in this"

And then he for the child
To be placed in a run home
And he had signed the papers
He walked into night alone

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But in the winter's wind
Told of rescued dreams, forgiven
And who among us be deemed
To rescue forgotten dream?

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

And as the snow comes down
Its soul to reach the ground
To cover scars the still feels
Perhaps to give time to heal

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

[THE OF SNOW]