Luyện nghe bài hát Song For Molly

Molly's on her bed
It's afternoon
playing outside
TV bleeds from the room

in the air
Nurses laughing down the
Crooked in crooked shoes
Her cane against the wall

Sunday but her Sunday clothes
Are packed somewhere
She need them anymore
Nothing to look her for

I'm thirteen, I'm my mother
She know my name
I remind her I'm
But she at me the same

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

Oh, time to go
Oh, it's to go
a dirty trick
This old

We walk the anyway
My holds her arm
pleading with us to leave
So we her to her room

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

And at the table
my parents and me
I looks at the two of them
To see what need from me

And later she me over
Where she alone
She's polishing a silver
I've never before

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

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

I'm told Molly was so proud to
Another baby
Her granddaughter
But I don't

This is what I