Luyện nghe bài hát Able to Sing

I to a wedding, I brought a song
I folded it up like a of thanks at a Praisathon
The bride was White, the groom was strong
as endless as the day is long
Some days are fairy tales, some days
The four and black birds baked in a pie
Could up their sweet throats to serenade a king
That's a lot of heat to take and still be to sing, sing, sing
not been proven hard to bring unending start
And even easier to die a broken heart
Oh, was a blind force trauma the fireworks
That someone is while another gets hurt
Some days are tales, some days belie
The four and twenty birds baked in a pie
Could up their sweet throats to serenade a king
That's a lot of heat to and still be able to sing
Still I see them in the
With blood red wings alike
the rocket's red glare
Gives proof through the
If some things not
things not right
In the of Steven there is no prophecy
there was no need for God in the way things came to be
Some live by faith, some by proof
They don't meet up on a friendly road or under the same roof
Some days are fairy tales, some days
and twenty black birds baked in a pie
Could up their sweet throats to serenade a king
That's a lot of heat to take and still be to sing, sing, sing
Sing, sing,
And the birds fall hard black rain
Jerking the earth with a portent
Beat like drums, they like a wings
Are we Are we listening?
Sing, sing, sing,
Sing, sing,