Luyện nghe bài hát Home from The Forest

Oh the neon lights were flashin' and the icy wind did
The water seeped into his shoes and the drizzle turned to
His eyes red, his hopes were dead and the wine was runnin' low
And the old man home from the forest

His tears fell on the sidewalk as he in the street
A faces stopped to stare but no one stopped to speak
For his was a hallway and the bottle was his friend
And the old man stumbled in the forest

Up a dark and dingy staircase the old man his way
His ragged coat around him as his cot he lay
And he wondered how it that he ended up this way
Getting like a fool in the forest

And as he lay there sleeping a vision did
Upon his mantle a face of one so dear
loved him in the springtime of a long-forgotten year
When the wildflowers did bloom in the

She touched his grizzled fingers and she him by his name
And he heard the joyful sound of children at their games
In an old house on a hillside in some forgotten
Where the runs down from the forest

With a mighty roar the big jets above the canyon streets
And the con men con but life goes on for the city never
And to an old forgotten soldier the dawn come no more
For the old man has come from the forest