Luyện nghe bài hát Row Him Home

(Nicky Mehta)

Across that river through the orange of light
Past the streetlamp like a beacon in the
You've stopped in all this
You're heavy with news too
You're breathing this 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 to grieving
Does it ever really what's deserved?

You want to him in your arms
And to the river
Find the boy he was and row him home
You want a restored
Find the where love was born and let him go

Many Sundays since the day of his first leaving
You stopped for the rule to be reversed
And with the grace that follows who know what love is
You his hand and walked towards this strange rebirth
And as the friends gather to bear witness
You struggle the fight to find 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