Luyện nghe bài hát The Second Hand

See the old man acting a fool,
yeah, running from the ambulance.
When he was a youngster he all the rules -
now he that was just accident.
Always had the he was going to die young,
so now he repentant;
but the was progressive and the jury was hung,
he got a sentence.
So he ran his future, he ran from his past,
yes, he ran from the of the hour-glass
but the sea of time is a rising
and swamped by the wave.
His arms go by his side,
he only for the ride,
he thought hold back the tide,
Canute.

One eye on the chance and one eye on the clock,
oh, when did his go?
And when a veteran get to be a crock...
no at the end of this rainbow!
He always boxed clever his shadowy hopes
but now he's in with his back on the ropes
and the of time are bunched into fists:
yeah, out for the Count.
The sword has in the lake
and now he's watching dawn
and now he for the stake,
Dracul.

This a fool,
fool's a man,
all men are
by the Hand.