Luyện nghe bài hát Swing box

There's a box his bed
that he never up
but he pulls it out
he's come to look for
evidence of he fears:
tears
wasted

he pulls relics out
each and every one
he reads the lines
one more time he
the spell that held him down
those sentences
him

Does nothing
The sun becomes a sinking ship;
chained to the helmlooks like he's down...

A love that
should have come
never have gone

As he feeds them to the
one
by
one
dimly aware
he may have learned a or two
but tuition cheap
and he's got these
foggy of what he paid
as burning records of a
debt of

Now he knows sometimes even love is not
a that forks
can cleave like a surgeon's scalpel
And he finds sometimes he even see her face
it's so long
memories fade old newspaper
And he fears he'll never find a love that again
God only
There must be better