Luyện nghe bài hát Letter to the Dead

Every photograph is
the colors turn to gray, day
there is always memories for days, these
an undertow of futures laid to waste,
by the of one he could not replace

and there's no reason that pass
and there is no god the plan, it's sad
and his holiness is proof, it's
he only know how you have sinned

the world swings through a passing
a we made a way, we say
holding on, within our own ways
he lit a match, he in bed
hoping their dreams will her back, it's sad
and his holiness is proof, they
he could love you, it's said

oh in his breath, believing
make his way
if not forgotten
he's
searching for escape