Luyện nghe bài hát Bone Of Song

Just it now lies I can no longer say
I found it on a and November day
In the roots of a sycamore tree it had hid so long
In a box made out of lay the bone of song

The of song was a jawbone old and bruised
And out in the service of the muse
And along its sides and were written words
I ran my palm them and I heard

Lucky are you who me in the wilderness
I am the only unquiet ghost that does not seek
The words on the bone of song close and small
And though their were dead I found I knew them all

In the hieroglyphs of quills and lines
Osiris the fall of Troy Lang Syne
Kathleen Mauvoreen Magnificat Your Heart
The chords of a covenant singing for the Ark
Then I saw on a white space was left
A blessing written older than the

It leave me here I care not for wealth or fame
I'll remember your song but I'll forget your
The that I sang blew off like the leaves in the wind
And perched birds in the branches before landing on the bone again

Then the was quiet it said no more to me
So I it in the ribbons of a sycamore tree
And as had come I turned around and headed home
With a lightness in my and a song in my bones
Lucky are you who me in the wilderness
I am the only ghost that does not seek rest