Luyện nghe bài hát Her Voices

Looking at you I see her
Through all these years, waiting
It all catches up on you you slow down

I'm back in that yard, tasting shame
Of pushing her down, Of kids and games
...their

We had a bigger - we had a better view
I guess I fully realized then
she lost when I cut that loss

So she filled the void with unearthly
Voices of - greater... than us

We had a bigger - we had a better view
I wish she'd told us about her voices
We were strong, we were too strong

forgive - never forget

We picked and pierced, we ripped and we
We hit and we to make in her a hole
Glares and - whispers and notes
to her every pose

We fed her
For the collection of her
I was too weak to
But so, it out, was she
Both paid in soul for the cutting of loss

Their ugly
Outnumbered by far her beautiful
And I my eyes
her eyes in yours already when we met?
Am I still debts to recover Life?

Now I can see she to be right
As she was called
sad though...
...that I out to be one of her voices.