Luyện nghe bài hát Open House

Open house now for fading heart,
Tell your ghost it's time to
won't know when to stop and start
Once fin'ly got inside.

staircase toward your dusty mind,
With crates and and bags and trunks;
No one cares what tender dreams find,
All see up there is junk

With silver dollars from a ear
And merc'ry for buttons, too,
And and whistles only kids can hear
And peacock feathers and blue.

Deep depression in a grain,
on rainy days;
Once it stacked up in both your brains,
And now it's all purple haze

With vandals picking and breaking doors
And smashing keepsakes all
Souvenirs of love and shores
And pages all unbound.

It's open house now for your heart,
your ghost it's time to hide;
Strangers know when to stop and start
they've fin'ly got inside.