Luyện nghe bài hát Still Believing

Night owns my bones but
What's left is saying
prayers in high places
Wild with wilder graces
Birds fly with no
What draws me the ocean

Down on my again,
Still
In the time of reason no
Down on my again
Still
of mind is worth any chore

Great and laid schemes
Just blown down by high
And strong signs old forces
Wild dogs run trackless
changes sweet mountain
Vain hopes cold fountains

Night owns my white but
What's left is still

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