Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

I awake on a Christmas morning
Watching choirs singing on TV
I gaze out through my at a dozen other windows
I plug in my artificial tree
And like a dream I begin to remember every Christmas I used to
A miles away, a million years ago
I sky.
It was as ink
Or at I think
I sky
I snow, soft as feathers, sharp as thumbtacks
Coming like lint
And it made you squint when the wind would
And ice like vinyl on the
Cold as silver, white as
like strings and changing things
Like
I leaves
Green as
as paper
I trees
Bare as coat racks, spread broken umbrellas
And and bridges, ponds and zoos
Ruddy faces, muddy
Light and and bees and boys
And daaaaays, oh!
I remember days or at I try
But as years go by, they're a sort of
And the bluest ink isn't sky.
And at times I think I gladly die
For a day of sky!