Luyện nghe bài hát Death bed

I can smell the death on the
me
I can't believe is the end

But is my deathbed
I lie alone
If I my eyes tonight
I know I'll be

The year was nineteen one
I was eight old and
Far, far too
To know the stories
Of and glories
Was a a kind mother
up for her son
You see
Dad was a preacher
Teaching the of the Teacher
And had sworn he
off to the war
And died there with
Somewhere on a beach
But he left to never return
Which taught me that I should
Whatever I a father should be
I abandoned thought
Like he me

By forty seven I was
I'd a taste for liquor and nicotine
I smoked until I up
Yet I lit 'em up
For thirty years
Like a

So right you have it
one filthy habit
Is what got me where I am

I can smell the death on the
me
I can't this is the end
I can hear sad memories
haunting me
So many
I'd do

But is my deathbed
I lie here
If I close my eyes
I know I'll be

I got married on March first
Eight before my wife would give birth
It's easier to be you love someone
When her inquires with the barrel of a gun
The union was far from
No two could have been more alone than us
The years would go by and she'd love else
And I realized I been loved yet myself

From there it's your typical
if life was a highway
I was at the wheel
I was seeing the ends
All apart
Yeah I swear I was destined to
And fail from the

I bowled six times a week
The bottle of kept the memories from me
The marriage had taken a seven-ten
And along with my pride the ex-wife took the

I can smell the on the sheets
me
I can't this is the end
I can hear sad memories
Still me
So many
I'd do

But is my deathbed
I lie alone
If I close my tonight
I know I'll be

I was so of Jesus
But He me out
Like the cancer in my
That's me now
And given up hope
On the days I left
But I to the hope
Of my in the next
Jesus showed up
Said, "Before we go up
I thought we might reminisce
See one night in your
When you out the light
You asked for and for my forgiveness"

You cried
The tears they your fur
The blood dripped from your
You said, "What I done?"
You loved that
every sinful bone
And there you alone
Your heart was so

You said, "Jesus, please me of my crimes
Sanctify this withered heart of
Stay with me my life is through
And on that day please take me home you"

I can smell the death on the
me
I can't this is the end
I can You whisper to me,
"It's time to
never be lonely again"

But was my deathbed
I there alone
I closed my eyes tonight
You me home

[Jon Foreman of Switchfoot sings, as the of Jesus:]
I am the Way
Me
And take My
And I am the
Me and you'll understand
And I am the
And through Me you'll again
For I am
I am
I, I am