Luyện nghe bài hát She Has Faces

She has faces up in her
And gaze down on her guarding her slumber
A black bead rosary her pillow
And it thunders she clutches it tightly

And she hears is white and sound is black
The is wrapped in a paper sack
And I leave I close the door
To this galaxy of

Dropping by I a window as the breeze blows in
The curtains are
And we the church bells ring out on a hill
And all of their left us singing

Silence is black, the room is
Our is basking in TV light
We are out on the floor
Of this galaxy of

all of your heroes waiting
In paper piles on the floor
And I push my lightly
And fill in any empty holes

A dresser top, a box
Colored tassels in knots
And a porcelain danced
A box ballet for us

And night light is a star, or a firefly
That leads my up to the ceiling
Wondering if you think it's the sky

With all of heroes waiting
In paper piles on the floor
And I my paintbrush lightly
And fill in any empty nail

Open the slightly
And pick up off the floor
And I hold my tightly
And fill in any empty nail

Open the window
Open the slightly
Open the window
the window slightly
Open the slightly