Luyện nghe bài hát Caleb

His mother came up with such a clever way to save the day a little white lie.
He thinks he missed the point back then, but now he's grown to it, in a way.

"Father said "I'm sorry" once, as I remember"
"The words were not meant to hurt, only you, my stupid son..."
One can make a difference, sometimes...
Just turn his head when the kid is and has a weak neck.

Smiled at his funeral, "happy dead."

All his solutions, it seemed, were only problems in
Glueing on his drinkin' face, got ready to erase day...

Mother was yet confident, they had it tight, taught her son
At the end of every tunnels a light.
It a lie, it was her hope, that everything would be fine one day
"He can fulfill his every dream, Im happy as as hes not."

"I it and fear can't face it
the is not right, he's my greatest shame

Go out, thunder, and stand right under
That old tree
Where dead snakes let him on those

Lost hopes, all kind words could hurt him even more, now
Somehow, lost one more way back

Out on the lake, he rows a monster he shouldve been running away from, years ago.
The past had made him blind to the way hed turned the pain a way of life.

Followed his father, him in, Caleb knows the trade.
Hes the portrait of a man his mother drew to forever.
She was a beast, a saint, wrong in many ways
Wanted to keep up the charade, the end waltzing together

the hills, under the sea,
Fighting the will, whole
Why a man driving a hearse
in fear, Gift and a Curse

Taking 'em out, 'em all,
Shooting the wall, and out
nothing moves, alls well,
A he can find a way to live with

...and dried up are so beautiful.
And it to all things living, and dead.
For I serve my time... in my suite in Hell.

"Now I the bell to tell the world,
I'm ready when they bring out the soon to be against the wall ..."

This evil has no heart

Flowers and people he will now
A price he pay serving a cold
...whatevergod.