Luyện nghe bài hát Row Him Home

(Nicky Mehta)

Across that river through the orange of light
the streetlamp like a beacon in the rain
You've in all this motion
You're heavy news too sudden
You're breathing through undertow of pain

And all your friends will gather
And you'll then to bring them through
You'll say "it's better way" and "at least we knew"
But this in leaving
All these small moves to
Does it really promise what's deserved?

You want to take him in arms
And carry to the
the boy he once was and row him home
You a majesty restored
Find the place where love was and let him go

Many Sundays since the day of his first leaving
You stopped asking for the rule to be
And with the grace that follows those who what love is
You held his hand and walked towards this strange
And as the gather round to bear witness
You struggle with the fight to some peace, to make it worth it

You to take him in your arms
And carry to the
Find the boy he once was and row him
You want a restored
Find the place love was born and let him go