Luyện nghe bài hát Lost

This is the sound of the in the night
out of the darkness and into the light
Shining alarmingly, bright

This is the of those murderous drums
The marching of footsteps, the of thumbs
Over and again, here it comes

Were
(Baby, again, dont let me fall)
Were
(Baby, come again, it all)
Were

Tell me the story bout when you were
I want to it again
Leave in the parts where the hero gets
I to savor it, I want to play it again

This is the sound of a first breath
The dying of footsteps, the touching of
To hold in your memory, to keep by chest

lost, so lost