Luyện nghe bài hát Caleb

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

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

Smiled at his funeral, "happy dead."

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

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

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

Go out, create thunder, and stand under
That old apple
dead snakes let him feed on those

Lost hopes, all those kind words could him even more, now
Somehow, lost one more way home

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

Followed his father, tucked him in, Caleb 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, until the end waltzing

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

Taking 'em out, 'em all,
Shooting the wall, and out
When moves, alls well,
A decision he can find a way to live

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

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

This necessary has no heart

Flowers and people he now enlace
A price he must pay a cold
...whatevergod.