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The old man stood there thinking

While staring in that old toy shop

With its carousel still turning round

In front of a music box clock


For what good's a clock without a chime

A useless thing that just keeps time

Recording moments that come and leave

But this clock's chimes struck midnight

Upon a lost christmas eve


And when the final chime had spoken

And the twelfth bell had finally rung

The indecision in the father was broken

He now knew what had to be done


So he got into a yellow cab

And prayed that it might lead

Through all this snow and streetlight glow

To a past he might retrieve


When the taxi dropped him off

At the boarding house hotel

It was a rundown building

With a musty, rundown smell


And he asked for his son

From the hotel's night desk clerk

Who said his son was not there

He was not back from work


When the father said that was impossible

The clerk replied, "i'm not here to debate

But he works at the hospital, just down the block

If you want you can sit here and wait

But he never returns till real late"


Then the father tried asking another question

But the clerk went back to watching his tv

Which was also playing, "how the grinch stole christmas"

And the father mused, "this movie has no sympathy,

Well, at least not when it comes down to me"


Once outside he saw the hospital's entrance

And went to information by the front door

Who confirmed that his son had a job there

And worked up on the seventh floor


So he took the elevator up to that floor

Which was marked "maternity"

And the man knew in his heart that this was a mistake

For his son working here could not be


But the nurse on duty reconfirmed that he did

And since her rounds were about to begin

If he would like to follow her

She would gladly take the father to him


So he followed her to a large dark room

That to him seemed unusually empty

Except for several incubators glowing on the right

Each with a trembling baby


These infants were all extremely frail

And obviously in incredible pain

And this sight cut deep into that father's soul

And he asked the nurse, please, to explain


"these children were born to mothers

Who were addicted to crack cocaine

And these children are born in complete withdrawal

For that drug is still deep in their veins


We can give them no other drugs to ease their withdrawals

Since they are born premature and quite frail

And any form of pain killer

Could easily cause their small hearts to fail"


"and what does my son do here?"

The father asked, "he is not a patient, i assume"

The nurse did not say a single word

But nodded to the far left corner of the room


And there the father saw his son

Who looked like himself when he was a younger man

Rocking back and forth in a rocking chair

A trembling infant held in his hands


And in his arms the child did not cry

But slept to silent lullabies

And his son rocked that newborn back and forth

Until finally, a dream was caught

But still at his rocking, his son faithfully kept

Till that poor child's trembling had also, finally, left


Then the nurse whispered softly

Into the father's ear

Something that a blind man could see

But the father needed to hear


Whispered to him in this room

Filled with mankind's misbegotten

Something that the father had known once

But somehow had forgotten


She said, "it is this way with each of us

We all need to be held, at least twice

Once upon the day that we are born

And once more when we leave this life


Your son has been coming to this place

Since as long as i've been working here

He's never missed a single day

In nearly twenty years


He always arrives promptly on time

But a time card he does not keep

For he never leaves this maternity room

Until every last child is asleep"


Then the nurse noticed the father

Trying to choke back the things he now felt

So mentioning she had to continue her rounds

She quietly excused herself


So he was now alone in the darkness

Between the past and future caught

Not knowing what to do

As his mind flooded with so many thoughts


Some beauty comes too early

While its moment never waits

And some beauty is always there

But never seen, till it's too late


Look! there is a moment

It has just slipped away

And so we lose our lives

In such ordinary ways


Where do we get our dreams from?

Where do we get our faith?

Is it something that we are born with

Or is it something for which we must wait?


The mist of things we once believed

The childhood truths for which we grieve

And in our lives could we have missed

Those that in the dark, the angels kiss


[WHAT CHILD IS THIS?]


What child is this

Who laid to rest

That i now find here sleeping?

Do angels keep the dreams we seek

While our hearts lie bleeding?


Could this be christ the king

Whose every breath the angels bring?

Could this be the face of god, this child, the son i once carried?


What child is this

Who is so blessed he changes all tomorrows?

Replacing tears with reborn years

In hearts once dark and hollow


Could this be christ the king

Whose every breath the angels bring?

Could this be the face of god, this child, the son i once carried?


In the dead of the night

As his life slips away

As he reads by the light

Of a star faraway


Holding on

Holding off

Holding out

Holding in


Could you be this old

And have your life just begin?


Reading by the light of a lost christmas day

It begins

Reading by the light of a lost christmas day


Tell me how many times can this story be told

After all of these years it should all sound so old

But it somehow rings true in the back of my mind

As i search for a dream that words can no longer define


Reading by the light of a lost christmas day

And the time

Reading by the light of a lost christmas day


And the time and the years

And the tears and the cost

And the hopes and the dreams

Of each child that is lost

And the whisper of wings

In the cold winter's air

As the snow it comes down

And visions appear everywhere


Reading by the light of a lost christmas day

In the air

Reading by the light of a lost christmas day


In the dead of the night

As his life slips away

As he reads by the light

Of a star faraway


Holding on

Holding off

Holding out

Holding in


Could you be this old

And have your life just begin


Reading by the light of a lost christmas day

It begins

Reading by the light of a lost christmas day

It begins

Reading by the light of a lost christmas day

It begins

Reading by the light of a lost christmas day

It begins

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