Luyện nghe bài hát Saw It Coming

How will the maples turn yellow
and light our walk in the
To is to travel a journey
the roots to the outer bark

The story end
when the falls asleep
And is silent
like to a cheek

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

From the to ash
From the to the past
From an infant to an
I held the of my drum for as long as I was able

Life was a book in
the best things came
but the last was
the first that i comfort in

The mist take me away
and we all knew that it
I almost want it to
although not what I should

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

You came to my bed
Said you missed my
That a of the puzzle
had vanished and gone

Life was stripped from my
and I see in your eyes
that you've have thinking of stones
and what to on mine

But as time has to
take what it
I can't help to think
I've lost

and all ambitions I
never had time to
And back at it, honestly there were a lot
I guess no one's ever satisfied with what got

I've thinking of stones

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

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

I'm still down this mountain path
but now almost reached the end
And as I sit down on mound of failures and old dreams
the sun's last rays warm my face
the same words keep ringing in my
we have enough time

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

You will me inte the past