Luyện nghe bài hát It's Late

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

Cause it's late now, and I'm tired of all these
And the cold stings my skin.
I say it now, but I get closer everyday to letting this world win

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

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

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

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

Cause late now, and everybody's left
And I think I too
Like my said, you always leave with who you bring
And I came here you