Luyện nghe bài hát Gang

Can you call it what you see when you're for the light,
Found again you leave, holding back enough to try,
Overheard talking from somewhere, just above,
To take you in, then throw you out, the open evenings come
Through the years due to spend in the promise of the vice,
Pouring shares to weathered ditching out at closing time,
Caving in and trailing off, will they find the to run,
Doubled back until they've gone where the evenings come
Shaking in the coldest hours kept out of mind,

Whispered where they wouldn't go, tying off the lines
That sent you on as if to something waiting in the night,
Facing up and in, that you'd finally had too much,
At last, to be? It begin until the open evenings come.