Luyện nghe bài hát It's Late

Wrapped up in a short black worn thin
A hand around her to block the wind.
She smiled as the smoke her lips
Then let her hand fall gently 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 everyday to this world win

And the chokes on everything it makes
But the sunrise every heart it breaks.
And not unlike the birds, we all 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 hard town, but I my head up high
a death row cigarette

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

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

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