Luyện nghe bài hát Swing box

There's a box his bed
that he opens up
but he pulls it out
cause come to look for
evidence of what he
senseless
wasted

he some relics out
studies each and one
he reads between the
one time before he
breaks the spell held him down
those that
him

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

A like that
should have come
never have gone

As he feeds to the fire
one
by
one
he's aware
he may have a thing or two
but wasn't cheap
and he's got these
notions of what he paid
as burning records of a
debt of

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