Luyện nghe bài hát My Way Home

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

him to hate.
to not for himself
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 storm and him die.
and let it ride, let it
til it all down and there's 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 of going there alone
until he he can't take it.
He'll and he'll break and
as a coward he roam,
'cos i don't fight but sometimes i do.
i'm practi- dragging the elephant into the room.
is this than you were prepared to commit to?

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 there's nothing left.

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

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

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