Luyện nghe bài hát Jukebox

In the of her memory
The list of flips by and stops
She her eyes
And as the record drops

she drinks herself up and out
Of her kitchen chair and she out of time
As as she can sway for as long as she can say
dance is mine, this dance is mine

Her hair bears silent
To the passing of
like mile markers
Map the she has gone

some, losing some, she says
My sister still calls every Sunday
the rates go down and I can
Never manage to say anything

My whole blew up
And now it's all down

And she says me alone
Tonight I just wanna home
She fills the pot with
She drops in the

She says, I've got a
That I to feed, I've got a sadness
That up around me like a weed
And I'm not hurting

I'm spiraling in
As she her eyes
And hears the begin again

She appreciates the phone
The consoling cards and
She appreciates all the
Who by and try to pull her back in touch

They try to the lid down tightly
And they try to shake
But the oil and
Just to separate themselves

She herself up and out of her
Kitchen and she dances out of time
As as she can sway for as long as she can say
This is mine, this dance is mine
This is mine