Luyện nghe bài hát The Shrine

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

and I wonder what of them
what of them

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

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

and I wonder what of you
what of you

Sunlight me no matter what I do
apples in the summer are golden
everyday a passing
apples in the summer are golden
everyday a passing

In the morning waking up to terrible
All like skin abused
The sun is half its
When you you hardly even look in my eyes
in the morning, in the

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

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

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

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