Luyện nghe bài hát Song For Molly

Molly's on her bed
Sunday afternoon
Radio's outside
TV bleeds from the room

in the air
Nurses laughing the hall
Crooked in crooked shoes
Her wooden cane the wall

It's Sunday but her Sunday
Are away somewhere
She doesn't need them
Nothing to her best for

I'm thirteen, I'm with my
She doesn't my name
I remind her I'm
But she at me the same

Like I'm a stranger she remember
From a place she can't
We've only just in
She says we've stayed too
Too proud to be
As a without a home

Oh, it's to go
Oh, time to go
It's a dirty
growing old

We walk the halls
My mother her arm
She's with us to leave
So we her to her room

And we drive the old neighborhood
The grand of the South Side
So are abandoned now
So many locked inside

And at the dinner
It's my and me
I sneak at the two of them
To see what they need me

And she calls me over
Where she alone
She's a silver ring
I've never seen

She this was Molly's
It was her mother's
I'm it for you
As she it for me

Oh, it's to go
Oh, it's to go
It's a trick
This old

I'm Molly was so proud to have
Another girl
Her only
But I remember

This is what I