Luyện nghe bài hát Ghosts

Sometimes, in the I feel it
Near as my next breath and yet,
the past comes stealing
Like the of some forbidden sweet

the walls, in shadowed rafters
Moving like a thought through atmospheres
cries and echoed laughter
Banished dreams that never in sleep

Lost in love and in reason
Questions that the can find no answers for
Ghostly conspire treason
As they just outside the door

And every ghost calls upon us
Brings measure in the mystery
Death is to keep us honest
And constantly us we are free

the ancient corridors
Through the of time
Run the ghosts of days that we behind

the ancient corridors
Through the gates of
Run the ghosts of dreams we left behind

Sometimes, in the I feel it
Near as my next and yet, untouchable
Silently the comes stealing
Like the taste of some forbidden

And every ghost that upon us
Brings measure in the mystery
Death is there to us honest
And constantly us we are free

Down the corridors
And the gates of time
Run the ghosts of days that we behind

the ancient corridors
And through the gates of
Run the ghosts of dreams we left behind