Luyện nghe bài hát MrKing

Good days, bad days, had a few of those,
old story-I know how this song goes,
At I did, but now I'm not so sure,
in its place, nothing's certain anymore,
Birds fly, trees sway, why can't I be that?
Happ knowing I am, in fact and leaving be?
But has been obscured,
I am only human and I'm wanting...more.

Oh, the is a place and they say it's on our side,
But I wonder, is comfort in those moments when we die?
Now I see, Mr. King, this was in the books you me,
Which I read, disbelieving, poets are depressed,
Oh, Mr. King, I changed, I confess.

Oh, those good I remember well,
on windows, wintertime was hell,
But it was fun, and people there kind,
There was good work to be done, and I to think my time.

And the was a good place, and in days were where I lived,
I life had purpose and I'd something good to give,
Mr. played along on the battered hallway piano,
Oh, every song a secret to be shared,
Oh, Mr. King, how I I was back there.

Now, got 10 things lined up on a shelf,
Reasons to be for myself,
I don't know why you're me the sky,
You say you see heaven,
I see hell, but to try.

And the is a place, and I pray it's on my side,
But I'd find greater comfort if I just lay and died,
I know what's become of the girl who once knew sunshine,
become of the girl who knew sorrow but was strong?
Oh, Mr. you were right, all along,
Mr. King you right,
Oh, Mr. King, you right-I was wrong.