Luyện nghe bài hát Roses Blue

I of tears, I think of rain on shingles
I of rain, I think of roses blue
I think of Rose, my heart to tremble
To see the place she's gotten to
to, gotten to

She's gotten to devotions
gotten to the Zodiac and the Zen
She's gotten Tarot cards and potions
laying her religion on her friends
On her friends, on her

Friends who to ask her for their future
Friends who to find they can't be friends
Because of signs and seasons don't suit her
She'll prophesy your death, she say when
Won't say when, say when

When all the black cards come you cannot
No, when all stars are stacked you cannot win
She'll her head and treat you like a martyr
It is her blackest she puts you in
Puts you in, you in

In she can lure you where she wants you
Inside your own self-pity, there you
In down to drown, her voice still haunts you
And only your laughter, can you win
Can you win, can you win

You win the lasting laurels with laughter
It reaches an arm before you sink
To win the solitary you're after
You dare not ask the how to think
How to think, how to

I of tears, I think of rain on shingles
I think of rain, I think of roses
I think of Rose, my heart begins to
To see the place she's lately to
Gotten to, to

To, to, to
To, to, to
To, to, to
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