Luyện nghe bài hát Lost Coastlines

Packed and all turned in
No one to see on the quay, no one for me
Just the receding
Ticket in my hand and thinking wish I hand it in

'Cause who said sailing is
Leaving behind all the that I might replace
If I tried on that long ride looking deep
But I want to look so deep inside yet

Sit down, sit on the prow to wave by
There not be another star, further on the line
Look out, out at each town that glides by
And there's crowd to drown in crying eyes

And see how that light you now just wont shine
There might just be another
high and far in some other sky

We sing, is that marionette enough yet
To step off of set?
You decide her dance might mean to it
the place where the ensuing melee escape

We up all of our bags
The deck now sags from the weight of our tracks
As we pace beneath black and battered
Rattling our in service of some fated, foreign Lord

And we sail out on orders him
But we find the maps he sent to us don't lost coastlines
Where nothing actually seen has been mapped or outlined
But we don't recognize the names these signs

And every finds us rocking and rolling
On waves and wide
Well, we have lost our way, nobodys gonna say it
go la, la, la

La, la, la
La, la, la
La, la, la
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