Lyrics Miracle? - Kristoff Krane

Miracle?

She sits down on the sofa
Opens up an old photo album filled with pictures and post cards.
Sent from Fred in world war two
The tears rush down her head with no where to run to.
Her grandson tugs her arm and asks her
«Grandma what’s wrong what happened to grandpa?»
The thump in her throat still wont move
And the river between her eyes starts to flow faster.
Fifteen when they met in a small town
On the outskirts of a city that was worn down.
She recalls climbing up that hill
To catch a glimpse of the world from an outside perspective.
Fred always said that he would love to teach her how to fly
But he was scared to death of what her dad would do if she died
So he held her and never let go
And they fell deep in love with each other.
Life is but a miracle
All you know is fading slow
You never know just what you have
Until it’s gone over the rainbow.
He’ll get better, yes he will.
He’ll get better if he’s loved.
She remembers the first time
He forgot who she was.
Ten hours a day at the nursing home
Fred laid in bed stayed
Fed through tubes while she would read him poems
He always told her courage is to face your fears
Even though he hadn’t recognized her aging face for years
She didn’t give in though
She knew that even though he had a hole in his brain
It wasn’t safe for him to stay alone
And every day she noticed all the roses in the vase withering away
And hoped and prayed that they would maybe grow.
Life is but a miracle
All you know is fading slow
You never know just what you have
Until it’s gone over the rainbow.
He’ll get better, yes he will.
He’ll get better if he’s loved.
She remembers the first time
He forgot who she was.
And as her grandson looked up at her
she couldn’t help to ignore her daughter and son in law
In the other room arguing about
Something that didn’t matter
She told him both not to move and picked up her husbands glasses
«Try them on.»
She said.
She said
«Why?»
«Because Id like to share with you how your father liked to look at life.»
Her daughter stubborn and sad held the glasses in her hand
So she sat them all down on the couch and this is what she said:
«Your father probably would have liked for me to tell you that the night that
you were born
Was the night that he put down the bottle
If you ever get in a fight with someone you love
Know that if they died before apology you wouldn’t live to see tomorrow
Never know whats gonna come
So when it goes it goes it’s hard to cope
Never run from what you know controls emotional reactions
When you take your anger out on someone else
It’s only an escape from looking inside of yourself and taking them for granted.
Life is but a miracle
All you know is fading slow
You never know just what you have
Until it’s gone over the rainbow.
He’ll get better, yes he will.
He’ll get better if he’s loved.
She remembers the first time
He forgot who she was.