Luyện nghe bài hát Reservoir

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

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

Oh my battered
Oh my is anything but pure
So I go drawing from the

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

We're born into this life our bodies from the reservoir
Our bodies with the water
Each of us heaven's sons and
I
Between moment and the journey's end
We lose the that we had back then

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

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

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