Luyện nghe bài hát Morning Falling

His eyes
At light
We see
An echo of his smile

At her
His pressed

The sun begins to warm the ancient

came that day, hollow men
Agents of a god they could not
A mile above, distant
Miss desperate pleas that pictures not show
The falling

A shackle
cold wings

The shepherd is toward home

The shadow
A calls

His becomes a mountain of stone

came that day, empty men
Agents of a god never know
High above, those
See seems to be on screens that glow
The falling

His can see
But his mind can't
he has seen
The absence of the lives they used to

A away
The trigger is
And there is no reason to forgive