Luyện nghe bài hát Ghost Of Your Father

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

An unbearable stillness over these days
Humming with the promises
The bewildered watch from misted-up glass
As the and lucky get to feed on the carcass
When you feel so much in a small space
Do you you can keep on running
Like the papers that blow down your empty
Outside in the dark when you sleep
The ghost of your always, always watching
And he waits for you when the black comes
Do you feel the ghost of your waiting?