Luyện nghe bài hát The 107

107 pulled out of the
You said it would be on this time
Father Jim leaving was our choice
Sure things will be different this time

Off in the distance, lights on the
Last time I saw them was the time I saw you
Man to me had difficulty breathing
Lights on the bend disappearing view

Signalman gave us last warning
Sky was so it sank like a rock
Man turning blue he had difficulty
by then it was too late to stop

Surely we're our time here alone
Now we see it is slipping through our hands
off turning our backs to the rain
Turning our attention to the matters at

we're wasting our time here alone
Now we see it is slipping through our hands
Better off our backs to the rain
our attention to the matter at hand

Remember we said we were stop at nothing
to no one, never turn back
Now the more we struggle the deeper we
you have left you can never go back
And the more we struggle the deeper we
And the sky of rock and our backs to the rain
And the sky made of rock and our backs to the
And being drawn up to start all over
And the sky made of rock and our to the rain
And making an effort and being drawn up
And the sky of rock and our backs to the rain