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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Verse 1 His coat is torn his shoes are thin The cold cuts deep beneath his skin Little boy coughs small hands that shake Winter's breath is much to hard To hard to take. Verse 2 Sidewalk echoes silent prayers People pass but no one cares Cardboard kingdom borrowed time Every step is a mount- Mountain climbed. Chorus And the city turns away Like they never ever knew his name Still he holds his boy so close Chorus 1st Ending Runs through streets to bring him home. (1x repeat back to beginning of chorus) Chorus 2nd Ending Whispers / "Son, we're going home." Verse 3 Once had a home once had a plan Once held hope in calloused hands But fate’s a thief it moves much too fast Dreams dissolve like breath on Stained kissed glass. Chorus Bridge And he sings a lullaby so low Soft as the falling falling Angel snow A father’s love is his sheltering Wings of warmth Even when the nights are Broken broken and torn. Verse 4 "Daddy I’m tired my chest feels tight" His voice is weak his skin much too white Stars above blur in his sight The world fades into endless Endless cold night. Partial Chorus And the city turns away Like they never ever knew his name Still he lifts his boy so close Runs through streets…..to bring him home. Final Verse He stumbles down an empty street The world is ice beneath his feet He kneels beside the frozen City of stone Whispers "Son… we’re finally Finally home." Chorus Chorus 2nd Ending Whispers / "Son we're finally home." Outro The snow drifts soft the Sunday morning gray No one stops and no one Left to pray Two souls lost in winter’s hold Together now, for- ever and ever In a City Frozen cold
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