Luyện nghe bài hát Trick Of The Light

A Sunday proposal you got on one
down on Old Harold's farm, under a tree
do you remember how a trick of the light turned the sky
scraped up enough, enough to get by
and we that land when Old Harold retired
you wore brown military shoes
in fifty-two
you built this with those slender strong hands
and a was raised, grandchildren were planned
a spot of dirt but all our own
now I salt earth

binds, no one is truly free
sometimes of light are all we see

hair short, you never lost that style
even the long hair we wore

when we lost our child to war
your strength kept me strong
a massacre of fine mind down too fast
paint peeling off a barn
life fades, it last
Ive seen you look so confused, and Im asking God what to do
Is the Book being untrue?
That bad cant happen to good people like you?

Seems dust swept under the rug
Time slips by, its enough

Now as you lay
As I you fade
With that stare, lost and away
Tell me what do you see? Skies of

Points of shine like star
No matter how I know who you are

A miracle of clarity so few and far between
As I see in eyes who you used to be
Your voice begins to rasp, begging,
set me

please help me dear, before I lose my
I cant take another day of here in bed
Seeing ghosts from afar, my life hijacked a car
And the worst is being condemned to live not who you are.
the pain is so great, cant help but lie
And the shadows on the wall, echo mistakes
As tear my life away, while everyone else stays the same.
At I cant remember your name
I cant do it myself would you please remove chains?

My own cried out, brought the walls crashing down
I will partake of your
knife on the shelf
Dont judge me tell me what do
If your own loved one the same of you?

A Sunday requiem, if you ever to see
2 bodies buried, headstone a tree
Look for a of the light turning the sky green