Luyện nghe bài hát Empty Vessels Make the Loudest Sound

If I trust in the wind she will me a different road
I will try and start over but I think I must choose else
I improved from the pages where the letters lack the of trust
be on my way I gotta get home
Won't be back day so let it unfold
I've abandoned the in search of the rest I desert
You can do what you will my body but I won't ring the bell
I've omitted the chapters that bow and admit
Must be on my way I get home
Won't be back day so let it unfold
in a mountain of calvanist people
for a lighthouse in the fog
High in a of calvanist people
for a lighthouse in the fog
Of the that grew from the cracks in the ground you pulled
Didn't you think he would me through the thorns of my waken dreams
On the riddles connecting the dots of this
Must be on my way I get home
Won't be some day so let it unfold
High in a mountain of calvanist
Searching for a in the fog
High in a of calvanist people
for a lighthouse in the fog
I found the reason to leave you with this
All I can do is your broken heart
Trapped in towney of amber for too long
All I can do is your broken heart
High in a mountain of people
Searching for a in the fog
High in a of calvanist people
for a lighthouse in the fog