Luyện nghe bài hát Seven Years

Haven't seen the sun for seven
November's got her nails dug in
Haven't seen my son for years
And the are we'll never again meet

If truth be told, I don't even his name
If truth be told, he even know my name

I spend my spare time with my rosary
I never learnt to pray
But you need the light and it's best to pretend
That you've seen the errors of your

The darkness in here is as as a judgment
This darkness, heavy as a

My dreams are now filled Gilead trees
And other sights that never seen
They used to be filled with the fears of
And the horror that it bring

His felt to me as cold as a stone mason's chisel
His fell on me, cold like a stone mason's chisel

how a mind can always recall
What the senses eagerly behind
I can remember his face, rage, and distaste
But to my fear I grown blind

Memories are just dead men making
This memory is just a dead man trouble

seen the sun for seven days
November's got her nails dug in
Haven't my son for seven years
And the chances are we'll never meet

Memories are just dead men making
This is just a dead man making trouble

Memories are just dead men making
This is just a dead man making trouble
Making