Luyện nghe bài hát Boat

If photographs could a story,
these postcards be in black and white?

Shaded by the that bind so freely
Cracks in the let through the light

Do the trees whisper on the
Do the waves in the talk?

If I sketch out an atlas on the skin
as wood as I wait
If I back the compass to the water
would I find you or would it be too

Should I put the on the camera?
I'd be for it all flicker by
As we floated in the glitter of the
I didn't expect your in the sky

Do the trees whisper on the walk?
Do the in the water talk?

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