Luyện nghe bài hát Chet Baker's Unsung Swan Song

My old
the wiring in my brain
So that when it turns the
Then I am not the

So like the toward the Sun
I follow
Stretch out thin
Like a part of me that's already buried
That sends me out into this

My old
Is a flood upon the
This lifeboat
Can me dry
But my is all
it can stand

So when I try to lean just a
For a splash to cool my face
Ahh trickle
out fickle
Fills my up
Five miles

My old
Makes me crave only is best
Like these just this song birds
Craving from the nest
tiny birds outside my window
Take my hand to be mom
These mouths
trust and swallow
Anything that along

my old addiction
Now the other of Day
As the
Of my time
the other way

If a swan can a song
I think I that tune
But the is only scrawled
And I am gone this
But the page is scrawled
And I am gone afternoon