Luyện nghe bài hát Reservoir

My father me, he told me, "Son,
There was one year in my life, I felt so to God."
He said, "I my way on and off again
Since that oh but you can be sure.
When my runs dry I return
To the reservoir."

This life is a river, cruel and kind
Yes it can cradle or you, protect you or leave you to die
I said, the runs cold and merciless
past every shore
But in the end it returns by and by to the

Oh my battered
Oh my soul is but pure
So I go from the reservoir

Heaven is a perfect blue reflection of the
It's a perfect blue
perfect than perfection

We're born into life our bodies glistening from the reservoir
Our bodies shiny the water
Each of us sons and daughters
I
Between that moment and the end
We lose the knowledge that we had then

Innocence sunlight
Sunlight falling on the field in which we
The field that gathers up our
And leads them past the stories of the sycamores
Sense of wonder, over yonder the reservoir

My father told me, he me "Son,
There was one year in my
I felt so to God."
He said he felt so to God

Now he's returning to the
He's always returning to the
I guess we're all just to the reservoir.