Luyện nghe bài hát Charlemagne's Home Town

Ive got it all to now
the window just a hair
Dark and close, the way I it
Black chokes the air
I keep to myself, I the language
I out my life with coffee grounds
The are the color of ashes
In Charlemagnes home

I I didnt fear the distance
As if Id ever been that
I can hear your across the water
But nowhere near enough

Wont you fly across that
Take a train on
Because the growing lonesome
In home town

The fortune teller me nothing
That I have found out on my own
She read my palm and she my money
She looked at me eyes of stone

She said the odds are long and stacked us
Still we try we must
To keep from our senses
forgotten in the dust

Like the bones of some
a church floor
Who must have died for of light
The color I sent you
All out in black and white

Theres a lonely child on a snow white
On a carousel in the place
He sits on that horse and he right through me
A falls across his face
What will I do my glass is empty
What I do when it all comes down
What will I do when it to nothing
In Charlemagnes home