Luyện nghe bài hát Open House

Open now for your fading heart,
Tell your ghost it's time to
Strangers know when to stop and start
Once fin'ly got inside.

Spir'ling toward your dusty mind,
With crates and boxes and and trunks;
No one cares what dreams they'll find,
All they'll see up there is

silver dollars from a ragdoll's ear
And dimes for buttons, too,
And flutes and whistles kids can hear
And peacock green and blue.

Deep in a walnut grain,
Afternoons on days;
Once it stacked up in both your brains,
And now it's all some purple

With vandals picking locks and doors
And keepsakes all around;
of love and foreign shores
And scrapbook all unbound.

It's open now for your fading heart,
Tell ghost it's time to hide;
won't know when to stop and start
Once they've got inside.