Luyện nghe bài hát Saw It Coming

How fast the maples turn yellow
and light our in the park
To live is to a journey
from the roots to the bark

The will end
the breeze falls asleep
And everything is
like tears to a

I've counting my breaths
in phase with the beating of my
It's losing it's
I'm my spark

From the to ash
From the present to the
From an to an elder
I the beat of my drum for as long as I was able

Life was a in reverse
the best came first
but the last was
the first that i found in

The will take me away
and we all that it would
I want it to happen
although not what I should

for something to come
something to be
I'm wanted again
a place for old to see

You to visit my bed
you missed my voice
That a piece of the
had just vanished and

was stripped from my bones
and I could see in your
that have been thinking of stones
and what to write on

But as time has to
what it wants
I help to think about
things lost

and all ambitions I
had time to explore
And looking back at it, honestly were a lot
I guess no one's ever satisfied what they've got

I've been of stones

I'm still my breaths
but i can hardly hear the beating of my
counting my breaths,
inhale

So now I'm at the bottom of my mind
with a pocket full of time

I'm still down this mountain path
but now I've reached the end
And as I sit down on this mound of and old dreams
while the sun's rays warm my face
the same words ringing in my ears
we never enough time

And so it
death drilled a hole within in my
and i down
And so it
there is no cure for this
and all sick

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