Luyện nghe bài hát Children

A child who is raised by an hand
Has less of a of being a man
Who try to remember and then understand
Why a mother would cry while a husband lay
Shot by a gun of a runaway train
Called life in the fast lane it all the same
Well the same children's lives will always regret
Are the who never forget

A man ends up tired and alone
On a street corner singing for a a song
What he cannot was never his own
That's the answer he gives when he of his home
Well the streets are my life I don't anymore
Where the children's are and the ladies are whores
Well the same children's lives they always regret
Are the children who forget

Goodnight, goodnight sweet
Why you dream with the angels to forget for awhile
To forget of the that's been handed to you
Where every real yet nothing is true
Well perhaps you can what the cards always read
For the children who forget

For a time were counting you out of this race
You stood up like a that had fallen like grace
showing the anguish that had covered your face
You were raped and forgotten left to die in
Shot by a gun of a runaway train
Called life in the fast it all ends the same
Well the children's lives they will always regret
Are the children who forget

Goodnight, sweet child
Why don't you dream with the to forget for awhile
To forget of the life that's been to you
every thing's real yet nothing is true
Well you can change what the cards always read
For the who never forget

Goodnight, goodnight sweet
Why don't you dream with the angels to forget for
To forget of the that's been handed to you
Where every thing's real yet nothing is

Goodnight, goodnight sweet
Why don't you dream with the angels to forget for
To forget of the life that's been to you
Where every real yet nothing is true