Luyện nghe bài hát These Weary Hands

My hands just seem to work,
I block the sun,
There's always that lift away sifts its way through the cracks,
I can't pick up,
Without it from my grasp,
it just into the tall grass.

And I can't hold your in mine,
And I can't share stare,
Not at time,

Because my doesn't pump well enough,
a heart not strong enough,
From the last time, someone mine.

clasps,
and weathered,
They can barely together.

Not fit as a home,
Better just better.
Better another