Luyện nghe bài hát Jesus' Mother

From the glass window, to the back of the room
Sun spread like the bit of butter
Shading the corners, it flattered the room and I stare at mother
I can't remember how I got here last night
By the lords will I am not in the
florescent, clouds fill the sky

And black filled the to the present
Thank god for old and these highway churches
See of dark nights uncovered
I wish i could tell them words made of gold
But I at jesus's mother

Grandma through the screen door and the of blue
As the pool light turn off the summer
Me and my brother in the cool touch
And I stare at mother
Sometimes I feel distant as I drift this word

Like the birds shadow glides the pavement
There is something in and I know that for sure
For I stare at jesus's
Hey I not complain for its all 'bout the same
There are lonely men all 'cross this
Some broadcast their billfold to to see a of love

And I to pay for relations
Two thick yellow ribbon, too a questions
But below it is black and
You are coming of going, that is all that you
And I think of mother.