Luyện nghe bài hát Ghost Of Your Father

It took fourteen hours to hitch from London to
I can you in your battered old coat
Blown by the trucks on the side of the
Cursing the world just until one pulls
The cab is warm, the driver is
And oh if he had his over again
And you with the man, but you think of another
Stealing away around each darkened
The ghost of your father always, always
And he waits for you when the black comes
And you feel the ghost of your waiting

An unbearable stillness hangs over days
Humming with the broken
The bewildered from behind misted-up glass
As the ambitious and lucky get to on the carcass
When you feel so in such a small space
Do you you can keep on running
Like the that blow down your empty street
in the dark when you cannot sleep
The of your father always, always watching
And he for you when the black tide comes
Do you feel the of your father waiting?