Luyện nghe bài hát (Past-Due)

February always finds you
papers open to the faces
Who past away to what they're holding
In those hands were shown the places

Formal photographs refuse to
His tiny that birthmark on her knee
The tyranny of our attention
All the eyes, their no longer see

And darkness comes too early, you won't
The many things you owe these latest
A borrowed book, that check you sign
Tools to be believed be beloved

Give what you can to to comfort this
Plain fear you can't or dismiss
Give you can to keep to comfort this
Plain you can't extinguish or dismiss

Plain fear you can't or dismiss
fear you can't extinguish or dismiss
Plain you can't extinguish or dismiss
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