Luyện nghe bài hát Reaching For The Rail

(Wright, Moore)

I'm ill with a fever, I like a child
I lay in the 'til morning came.
And so unoriginal
But I feel it worse at
And I know it's not
But I'm near half with fright
And cold.

But sooner than up
To it all unchanged
I'll sleep the day till the daylight ends.
'Cos so familiar
As it comes again
The same to everything
The same unbroken
That remains.

morning I rise,
In that won't leave me,
sad, naked and pale

And you're for the rail

You took a look inside, how could you peel
Or braek the shell, the hurt you've hidden so
For all days.

And you're down
As you slip the waves,
Won't a sound
Won't leave a trace before you.

I hear an appalling from the street below
And it's creeping congealed in stone
That paves the road.
And all are succumbing and they so hopelessly
At the heartbreak, easy to deal with,
Just take these and you'll never feel it.