Luyện nghe bài hát Death bed

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

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

The year was forty one
I was years old and
Far, far too
To that the stories
Of and glories
Was a tale a mother
up for her son
You see
Dad was a preacher
Teaching the of the Teacher
And mother had he
off to the war
And died with honor
Somewhere on a beach
But he left once to never
Which taught me that I unlearn
Whatever I a father should be
I abandoned thought
he abandoned me

By seven I was fourteen
I'd acquired a taste for and nicotine
I smoked I threw up
Yet I lit 'em up
For thirty years
Like a

So there you have it
That one habit
Is got me where I am today

I can smell the on the sheets
me
I believe this is the end
I can those sad memories
haunting me
So things
I'd do

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

I got on March twenty first
Eight before my wife would give birth
easier to be sure you love someone
When her father with the barrel of a gun
The was far from harmonious
No two people could have more alone than us
The years would go by and love someone else
And I realized I hadn't been yet myself

From it's your typical spiel
Yeah if was a highway
I was at the wheel
I was the loose ends
All fall
Yeah I swear I was destined to
And fail from the

I bowled about six times a
The bottle of kept the memories from me
The marriage had taken a split
And along with my pride the ex-wife the kids

I can smell the on the sheets
me
I believe this is the end
I can hear those sad
Still me
So many
I'd do

But this is my
I lie alone
If I close my eyes
I know be home

I was so of Jesus
But He me out
the cancer in my lungs
That's me now
And I've given up
On the I have left
But I cling to the
Of my in the next
Then Jesus up
Said, "Before we go up
I thought that we reminisce
See one night in your
you turned out the light
You asked for and for my forgiveness"

You wolf
The tears they soaked fur
The blood from your fangs
You said, "What I done?"
You loved Lamb
With every sinful
And you wept alone
heart was so contrite

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

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

But this was my
I died there
When I closed my tonight
You me home

[Jon Foreman of Switchfoot sings, as the voice of
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