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 wish I didn't hand it in

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

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

And see how light you love now just wont shine
There might just be star
Thats high and far in some sky

We sing, is that marionette real yet
To off of that set?
You decide what her might mean to it
Ruining the where the ensuing melee escape

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

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

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

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