Luyện nghe bài hát My Way Home

The beauty of a thing
is not the atoms go into it,
but the mystery they were put together.

him to hate.
to hate not for
but for the ones he around.
For the and children,
the helpless, the broken, and his country down.
the seas are rough, his tension's high, so start the storm and him die.
and let it ride, let it
til it all falls and there's nothing left.

i know my way back
in you alone.
and distant lights it clearer.
i'm for the morning star.

him to fear.
a fear of the unknown, a fear of there alone
until he thinks he take it.
He'll bend and break and
as a he will roam,
'cos i don't wanna fight but i do.
i'm practi- cally the elephant into the room.
is this more than you were to commit to?

the seas are rough, his tension's high, so the storm and watch him die.
and let it ride, let it ride til it all falls and there's nothing left.

I know my way back resides in you alone.
and distant lights it clearer.
i'm searching for the star.

The beauty of a living
is not the atoms go into it,
but the mystery that they put together.
(The battle's starting, the fight begins; with bravery, now running in. He doesn't fight to kill, just
to defend.)

i my way back home, resides in you alone.
and lights make it clearer.
i'm search- ing for the star.
the war is over, the ends, his bravery did not bend.
(i don't wanna fight, but sometimes i do.) i don't fight.
one last hymn.
let's start again, let's start again. start again,
let's start again. let's again, let's start again.
let's start again, start again.