Luyện nghe bài hát Jukebox

In the jukebox of her
The of names flips by and stops
She closes her
And as the record drops

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

Her hair silent witness
To the passing of
like mile markers
Map the distance she has

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

My whole blew up
And now all coming down

And she says me alone
Tonight I wanna stay home
She the pot with water
She in the bone

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

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

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

They try to hold the lid tightly
And try to shake well
But the oil and
Just want to separate

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