Luyện nghe bài hát Paper Hanger

Not one motion of her could I forget
The prettiest bag lady I met
Pushing her cart in the then gathering plastic and glass
She watched the day pass, not hour by but pain by pain
If I was a basket filled with 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 then 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 turned to and turned back to wine
You can us out, we won't mind
A scratch around the mouth of the glass, my life is no mine

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

And mumble your prayers
And in your night's sleep, our midnight needles go to work
Until all comfort and flows in one river
Down on the shelf by the mirror where you see yourself
And it makes you

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

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

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