Luyện nghe bài hát Medley: We Used to Know/For a Thousand Mothers

Whenever I get to feel way,
Try to find new to say,
I think about the bad old
We to know.

of winter turn me cold
Fears of dying, old.
We ran the and the race was won
By slowly.

Could be we'll cease to sound,
Slowly upstairs, down.
to revisit stony grounds,
We to know.

Remembering mornings, spent,
Made no sense to the bed.
The bad old days they and went
way to fruitful years.

Saving up the birds in
While in the the others land.
what we can before the man
Says it's to go.

to his own way I'll go mine.
Best of in what you find.
But for your own remember times
We to know.