Luyện nghe bài hát Gang

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

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