Luyện nghe bài hát She Has Faces

She has faces up in her
And they gaze down on her her slumber
A black bead under her pillow
And when it she clutches it tightly

And she hears silence is white and is black
The world is in a paper sack
And when I leave I close the
To this of yours

by I open a window as the breeze blows in
The are butterflies
And we hear the church bells ring out on a
And all of their echoes left us

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

With all of your heroes
In paper piles laid on the
And I push my lightly
And fill in any empty nail

A top, a jewelry box
tassels tied in knots
And a porcelain girl
A music box for us

And your night light is a star, or a
That leads my gaze up to the
Wondering if you think that the sky

all of your heroes waiting
In piles laid on the floor
And I push my paintbrush
And fill in any empty nail

Open the window
And pick up off the floor
And I my paintbrush tightly
And fill in any empty holes

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