Luyện nghe bài hát Bones

She in the sunlight each morning
And for her memory to fade
If she you she's got a messiah
It's one that she's made

no longer taking shortcuts
In her village of Rome and home
By the time that the is over
She's nowhere to be

She smiles and looks frightened
As you past she wants to cry
The daffodils in the garden
Her is buttered and fried

On a good day the was seen clearly
On a bad she's hardly
And waits for the reaper to

Her doormat is left up
Since Wednesday when they came to
Her apartment has re-vacated
she is now in a home

Or perhaps she is just
Or perhaps she is bone
Or she is just bone
Just bone, bone
Just bone, just