Luyện nghe bài hát Matches

I hear laughing before they're born
There's a mother crying whose heart is
the distance calling a future man
He will back when he can

Looked at death and traded life for love
Shook his hand and looked to the skies
Heard the future a simple man
He its just part of his plan

Shake the like a sheet
the match out and see
Mountains will fall clouds to seas
only the world as it seems

It's a penniless way to
faced in mirrors of healing hands
Went from shadow-writing to grace
Each desperate to find our own