| Song | Angels in the Snow |
| Artist | Neil Bartram |
| Album | The Story of My Life (Original Broadway Cast Recording) |
| [00:00.969] | |
| [00:04.263] | Alvin |
| [00:04.454] | What's that’ |
| [00:06.250] | Thomas |
| [00:06.730] | A work in progress. |
| [00:09.055] | (alvin takes the pages and reads.) |
| [00:09.472] | |
| [00:11.576] | Alvin |
| [00:11.769] | "every christmas eve we’d make angels in the snow, just like every other kid has done. |
| [00:18.200] | We’d stretch out our arms and legs. Then we’d wave them to and fro, in a halo of the |
| [00:23.741] | Late december sun." |
| [00:25.014] | |
| [00:27.317] | "and once a year we believed |
| [00:30.026] | There was magic alive in the air |
| [00:33.040] | For the angels we made lying there." |
| [00:38.610] | |
| [00:40.488] | Hm. I like this. |
| [00:42.577] | |
| [00:42.952] | "proudly we’d create |
| [00:44.743] | Our two angels in the snow |
| [00:47.744] | With reverential robes and perfect wings. |
| [00:52.721] | We’d spend hours in the yard |
| [00:55.194] | All those christmases ago |
| [00:57.794] | And when at last they were complete |
| [01:00.017] | We felt like kings. |
| [01:03.016] | |
| [01:03.637] | Then as the sun disappeared..." |
| [01:05.138] | (alvin realizes that this is all thomas has written.) |
| [01:05.585] | |
| [01:08.454] | This is it, tom’ |
| [01:09.575] | (thomas takes the pages from alvin and searches for words to complete the sentence.) |
| [01:10.049] | |
| [01:10.753] | Thomas |
| [01:11.127] | Then as the sun disappeared... |
| [01:13.906] | |
| [01:16.572] | And with snow down the back of our pants |
| [01:20.584] | We would wait for our angels to dance. |
| [01:25.970] | |
| [01:26.733] | (thomas tosses the pages into the air creating a blizzard of papers. |
| [01:27.640] | The blizzard becomes a gentle snowfall.) |
| [01:28.532] | |
| [01:29.509] | The icy wind would whip the snow from the ground |
| [01:32.328] | Alvin |
| [01:32.517] | And the trees would moan a sweet celestial sound. |
| [01:34.570] | Thomas |
| [01:34.722] | Then the angel souls were wide awake |
| [01:37.433] | Both |
| [01:37.607] | And alive on every single flake. |
| [01:40.343] | They whirled all around us |
| [01:43.225] | As we stood like stone. |
| [01:46.204] | Thousands of angels with lives of their own. |
| [01:51.750] | Each one with a separate story |
| [01:54.451] | Joining in one burst of glory. |
| [01:57.946] | |
| [01:59.038] | Thomas |
| [01:59.219] | But then the snowflakes scattered and they flew |
| [02:02.756] | |
| [02:06.192] | And our angels did too. |
| [02:08.513] | |
| [02:12.370] | Both |
| [02:12.595] | Every christmas eve |
| [02:15.352] | We’d make angels in the snow |
| [02:17.853] | |
| [02:18.159] | Thomas |
| [02:18.397] | And every year we’d watch them disappear. |
| [02:21.253] | Alvin |
| [02:21.494] | They’d disappear. |
| [02:23.107] | Thomas |
| [02:23.305] | But i know that they’ll return |
| [02:25.843] | And though the years may come and go |
| [02:28.666] | When i need to have them with me they’ll be here. |
| [02:31.755] | (alvin looks thomas in the eye with reassurance.) |
| [02:31.964] | Alvin |
| [02:32.266] | They’ll be here. |
| [02:33.369] | Thomas |
| [02:33.552] | They’ll be here. |
| [02:34.873] | Alvin |
| [02:35.029] | They’ll be here. |
| [02:36.677] | |
| [02:37.131] | Both |
| [02:37.285] | Swirling round and around |
| [02:39.448] | In a magical christmas eve glow. |
| [02:45.461] | The way they did then |
| [02:50.303] | Back when we were just ten |
| [02:55.288] | |
| [02:55.762] | All our angels again |
| [03:03.867] | In the snow. |
| [03:11.490] | |
| [03:12.056] | (thomas and alvin embrace one final time and alvin vanishes. |
| [03:13.990] | |
| [03:22.167] | Thomas finds himself once again in the funeral chapel. |
| [03:24.578] | He goes to the podium, closes his notebook and speaks.) |
| [03:27.531] | |
| [03:42.213] | Thomas |
| [03:42.426] | We are gathered to honor the life of alvin kelby. He was my best friend. |
| [03:51.300] | |
| [03:54.424] | Let me tell you a story about alvin... |
| [04:00.484] |
| [00:00.969] | |
| [00:04.263] | Alvin |
| [00:04.454] | What' s that' |
| [00:06.250] | Thomas |
| [00:06.730] | A work in progress. |
| [00:09.055] | alvin takes the pages and reads. |
| [00:09.472] | |
| [00:11.576] | Alvin |
| [00:11.769] | " every christmas eve we' d make angels in the snow, just like every other kid has done. |
| [00:18.200] | We' d stretch out our arms and legs. Then we' d wave them to and fro, in a halo of the |
| [00:23.741] | Late december sun." |
| [00:25.014] | |
| [00:27.317] | " and once a year we believed |
| [00:30.026] | There was magic alive in the air |
| [00:33.040] | For the angels we made lying there." |
| [00:38.610] | |
| [00:40.488] | Hm. I like this. |
| [00:42.577] | |
| [00:42.952] | " proudly we' d create |
| [00:44.743] | Our two angels in the snow |
| [00:47.744] | With reverential robes and perfect wings. |
| [00:52.721] | We' d spend hours in the yard |
| [00:55.194] | All those christmases ago |
| [00:57.794] | And when at last they were complete |
| [01:00.017] | We felt like kings. |
| [01:03.016] | |
| [01:03.637] | Then as the sun disappeared..." |
| [01:05.138] | alvin realizes that this is all thomas has written. |
| [01:05.585] | |
| [01:08.454] | This is it, tom' |
| [01:09.575] | thomas takes the pages from alvin and searches for words to complete the sentence. |
| [01:10.049] | |
| [01:10.753] | Thomas |
| [01:11.127] | Then as the sun disappeared... |
| [01:13.906] | |
| [01:16.572] | And with snow down the back of our pants |
| [01:20.584] | We would wait for our angels to dance. |
| [01:25.970] | |
| [01:26.733] | thomas tosses the pages into the air creating a blizzard of papers. |
| [01:27.640] | The blizzard becomes a gentle snowfall. |
| [01:28.532] | |
| [01:29.509] | The icy wind would whip the snow from the ground |
| [01:32.328] | Alvin |
| [01:32.517] | And the trees would moan a sweet celestial sound. |
| [01:34.570] | Thomas |
| [01:34.722] | Then the angel souls were wide awake |
| [01:37.433] | Both |
| [01:37.607] | And alive on every single flake. |
| [01:40.343] | They whirled all around us |
| [01:43.225] | As we stood like stone. |
| [01:46.204] | Thousands of angels with lives of their own. |
| [01:51.750] | Each one with a separate story |
| [01:54.451] | Joining in one burst of glory. |
| [01:57.946] | |
| [01:59.038] | Thomas |
| [01:59.219] | But then the snowflakes scattered and they flew |
| [02:02.756] | |
| [02:06.192] | And our angels did too. |
| [02:08.513] | |
| [02:12.370] | Both |
| [02:12.595] | Every christmas eve |
| [02:15.352] | We' d make angels in the snow |
| [02:17.853] | |
| [02:18.159] | Thomas |
| [02:18.397] | And every year we' d watch them disappear. |
| [02:21.253] | Alvin |
| [02:21.494] | They' d disappear. |
| [02:23.107] | Thomas |
| [02:23.305] | But i know that they' ll return |
| [02:25.843] | And though the years may come and go |
| [02:28.666] | When i need to have them with me they' ll be here. |
| [02:31.755] | alvin looks thomas in the eye with reassurance. |
| [02:31.964] | Alvin |
| [02:32.266] | They' ll be here. |
| [02:33.369] | Thomas |
| [02:33.552] | They' ll be here. |
| [02:34.873] | Alvin |
| [02:35.029] | They' ll be here. |
| [02:36.677] | |
| [02:37.131] | Both |
| [02:37.285] | Swirling round and around |
| [02:39.448] | In a magical christmas eve glow. |
| [02:45.461] | The way they did then |
| [02:50.303] | Back when we were just ten |
| [02:55.288] | |
| [02:55.762] | All our angels again |
| [03:03.867] | In the snow. |
| [03:11.490] | |
| [03:12.056] | thomas and alvin embrace one final time and alvin vanishes. |
| [03:13.990] | |
| [03:22.167] | Thomas finds himself once again in the funeral chapel. |
| [03:24.578] | He goes to the podium, closes his notebook and speaks. |
| [03:27.531] | |
| [03:42.213] | Thomas |
| [03:42.426] | We are gathered to honor the life of alvin kelby. He was my best friend. |
| [03:51.300] | |
| [03:54.424] | Let me tell you a story about alvin... |
| [04:00.484] |