Luyện nghe bài hát Jukebox

In the of her memory
The list of names flips by and
She closes her
And smiles as the record

Then she herself up and out
Of her kitchen chair and she out of time
As slow as she can sway for as as she can say
This dance is mine, dance is mine

Her hair bears witness
To the of time
Tattoos mile markers
Map the she has gone

Winning some, some, she says
My sister calls every Sunday night
the rates go down and I can
Never manage to say right

My whole life up
And now it's all down

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

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

I'm spiraling in
As she closes her
And the song begin again

She appreciates the calls
The cards and such
She appreciates all the
Who come by and try to pull her in touch

try to hold the lid down tightly
And they try to well
But the oil and
Just want to themselves

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