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 doesn't even my name

I spend my spare with my rosary beads
I never learnt to pray
But you don't need the light and it's best to
That you've the errors of your ways

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

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

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

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

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

Haven't seen the sun for seven
November's got her nails dug in
seen my son for seven years
And the chances are we'll again meet

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

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