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

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

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

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

He grew up believing, other things
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 he'd graduated high school
Of course, he was the one in his class

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Together they early at the hospital
On the date
The was taking no chances
And did not want to risk 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 finally came out
With several nurses at his
He said that his had started hemorrhaging
And despite best efforts, she died

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

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

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

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

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

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

"please explain to me wisdom
How could he
To take from me my precious
While leaving this

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

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

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

And in world he found unkind
He built a wall around his
And every year he'd add new
Until it had also his heart

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

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

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

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

And as the prayer to his lord
The angel did
To follow the old man
And closely by his side

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

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

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

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

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

For as men in money
And in what they know
God in mercy
winter invests in snow

[THE WISDOM OF