Luyện nghe bài hát Ghost Of Your Father

It took hours to hitch from London to Portsmouth
I can picture you in your battered old
Blown by the on the side of the road
Cursing the world until one pulls over
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 each darkened corner
The ghost of your father always, watching
And he for you when the black tide comes
And you the ghost of your father waiting

An unbearable stillness hangs over these
Humming the promises broken
The bewildered watch from behind glass
As the ambitious and lucky get to on the carcass
When you feel so much in such a space
Do you think you can 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 waits for you when the black comes
Do you feel the ghost of your father