Luyện nghe bài hát The Shrine

I down among the dust and pollen
to the old stone in the morning after dawn
underneath all these pennies fallen from the hands of children
they were there and then were

and I wonder what became of
what became of

over me no matter what I do
apples in the Summer are sweet
everyday a complete

I'm not one to pray for mercy
or to wish on n the fountain or the shrine
but that day you know I my money
and I of you only
all copper glowing fine

and I what became of you
what of you

Sunlight over me no what I do
in the summer are golden sweet
everyday a passing
in the summer are golden sweet
everyday a complete

In the morning up to terrible sunlight
All diffuse skin abused
The sun is half its
When you talk you hardly even look in my
in the morning, in the

In the doorway that letter I wrote
in the driveway away putting on your coat
in the ocean washing off my name from throat
in the morning, in the

in the ocean washing off my name from your
in the morning, in the

apples hang from my tree
they only to me
apples hang from my green apple tree
they belong only to, to me

and if I just awhile here staring at the sea
and the waves ever closer, ever near to me
I will lay in the sand and let the ocean leave
me to Innisfree like pollen on the breeze