Luyện nghe bài hát Anyway

All the nearly over for my sweetheart
This is the one for me, to meet the chef
O boy! man is out of death

Feel cold and old, getting hard to catch my breath
Is back to ash, 'now, you've had your flash
The in time compress your blood to oil
Your flesh to coal, enrich the soil, not everybody's

Anyway, say she comes on a pale horse
But I'm sure I hear a
O boy! I don't even no pain
I guess I must be myself insane

Damn it all, does earth plug a hole in
Or heaven plug a hole in
'How to be so profound
When you are is dying underground'

I the pull on the rope, let me off at the rainbow
I could have been exploding in
Different for my bones
Not me, quietly buried in stones

the deadline open with my maker
See me stretch for God's elastic acre, the rings and its
"Good morning Rael, so you had to wait
It won't be long, yeah! She's rarely late"