Luyện nghe bài hát A Box Under His Bed

There's a box his bed
that he never up
but he pulls it out
cause he's to look for
evidence of he fears:
senseless
wasted
he pulls relics out
each and every one
he reads the lines
one more time he
breaks the spell that held him
sentences that
him

Does last?
The setting sun becomes a ship;
chained to the helmlooks like he's down...

A like that
should have come
never should have

As he them to the fire
one
by
one
he's dimly
he may learned a thing or two
but wasn't cheap
and he's got these
foggy of what he paid
as he's records of a
debt of

Now he knows sometimes even is not enough
a road that
can cleave just like a scalpel
And he finds sometimes he can't see her face
it's been so
memories fade old newspaper
And he fears he'll never find a love like again
God only
must be something better