Luyện nghe bài hát Loose Ends

Climbing a mountain in
alone on the ledge
Every attempt that I make to on
Pushes me nearer the

the changes impending
My thoughts are by despair
I feel like I'm swimming straight up
Desperately racing for air, I'm for air

And the struck at birth
Grow distant
Yet we strike again and again
And we and we pray

For a of day
As the folds it's wings
And
Exposing the loose

myself with possessions
I surely have more I need
I don't know if this is justice hard
Or simply a of greed, a matter of greed

And the chords at birth
Grow more
Yet we strike them again and
And we plead and we

For a of day
As the folds it's wings
And
Exposing the loose

And the struck at birth
Grow more
Yet we strike them again and
And we plead and we

For a of day
As the night folds it's
And
Exposing the loose