Luyện nghe bài hát My Way Home

The of a living thing
is not the atoms go into it,
but the mystery that they 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 burning down.
the seas are rough, his tension's high, so start the and watch him die.
and let it ride, let it
til it all falls down and nothing left.

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

him to fear.
a fear of the unknown, a fear of going alone
until he thinks he can't it.
bend and he'll break and
as a coward he roam,
'cos i don't wanna fight but i do.
i'm cally dragging the elephant into the room.
is this more you were prepared to commit to?

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

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

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

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