Luyện nghe bài hát Recoil

Come and my guitar has nothin' to say to me
I recoil from all my friends and then I'm in
Been so long since been held really since I was his
Probably just need to be that's probably all it is

Course, then I think of my dad who travels mostly now
Back to he was free and holding out hope somehow
Who sits all day in a line of wheelchairs against a
Inventing ways to play out time us all, like us all

To all the people out there tonight who are comforting
If you should happen to see my light, you can and ring my bell
I'm just sittin' here in sty, strewn with half written songs
Taking one breath at a time nothin' much going on, much going on

Little flashing zero on my machine
Rats scratching at my brain, shuffling its feet
Yes, I have my father's heart it may or may not on trying
Can't really tell you what it is keeps me this of that dark line

But I'm not there to take care of him and I'm not here to take of me
I'm going outside to watch the house burn across the street
I'm going outside to watch the burn down across the street

To all the out there tonight who are comforting themselves
If you should happen to see my light, you can and ring my bell
I'm just sittin' here in sty, strewn with half written songs
Taking one breath at a time nothin' much on, nothin' much going on