Luyện nghe bài hát It's Late

Wrapped up in a short black coat worn
A hand her match to block the wind.
She smiled as the smoke her lips
Then let her hand gently away from his.

Cause it's now, and I'm tired of all these games
And the night stings my skin.
I won't say it now, but I get closer to letting this world win

And the chokes on everything it makes
But the heals every heart it breaks.
And not the birds, we all sing songs
To celebrate, to mourn, or hang on

Cause late now, and the day has not been kind
So I here to forget
It's a town, but I hold my head up high
Like a row cigarette

Can't this all wait the morning
I can't straight right now
like we're better off without these clenched fists
All boxing us in, I want out, I out

Christmas lights left up 'till mid-July
we kept something that should have died
And another light burns out
'till on this we are the darkest house

Cause it's late now, and everybody's
And I I might too
my mother said, you always leave with who you bring
And I came with you