Luyện nghe bài hát Paper Hanger

Not one of her gesture could I forget
The bag lady I ever met
Pushing her cart in the then gathering plastic and glass
She the day pass, not hour by hour but pain by pain
If I was a basket with holes then she was the sand I tried to hold
And ran out behind me as I swung with invisible hands

I stopped believing, you start to
She was like wine turned to water turned back to wine
I stopped my and the better man bloomed
And you can us out and we won't mind

I was dead, alive
She was like wine to water and turned back to wine
You can pour us out, we won't
A scratch the mouth of the glass, my life is no longer mine

If you're still for a blanket
Sweetie, I'm sorry, I'm no sort of
But if you need a
take your torn shirt, and stumble up my stairs

And your pitiful prayers
And in your tangled night's sleep, our midnight go to work
Until all comfort and fear flows in one
Down on the shelf by the where you see yourself whole
And it you shiver

I stopped believing, you start to
She was like wine turned to water then turned to wine
I stopped my and the better man bloomed
And you can pour us out and we won't

I was dead, alive
She was like wine turned to water and turned back to
You can pour us out, we mind
A scratch around the mouth of the glass, my life is no mine

Our lives our not our own, the wind lays still
All I felt was and cold and movement, movement
If ask you for a sign of the Father
them it's movement, movement, movement and repose