Luyện nghe bài hát What The Seasons Change

I once knew this man who was cursed birth
Destined to stagger through at just to earn his worth
In one turn of the earth this story its place
Upon the summer shores of nowhere the place he makes
His home he returns alone a long day
lost his job and soon his house and fiance
The wrong way to turn was the that he took
He pissed his savings up the wall and on the he was hooked
The path that he took for granted had messed with his
See he missed the finer such as lessons in life
It was his wed-to-be that brought the cool in his heart
And by the the autumn came, things were falling apart

Things were apart (x3)

So now hes standing in the Dole
girl with the face of an angel
Sees hes looking but she has a way to sustain all
It comes in a powder form and its for healing scars
But healing comes at the cost of rolling till's and stealing cars
Feeling far from he follows her lead
Down a beaten path the homeless wallow in seed
Swallows his need for pride he hold his thin weight
So himself in a church to control his intake
Being by this father for trying to pave his way
He looks him in the eyes and 'hows your faith these days?'
I strive for betterment, he replies in tones sentiment
'But I lost all faith in this God that I once saw heaven
He never meant to all the things that he came across
Its the sour of defeat on the street now all aim is lost
The pain and cost, for his
But never even really a sinner, its gonna be a long

Its gonna be a long (x2)

His frail body as the winter wind passes through him
of all the people in his past that knew him, the shaft has screwed him
His is brewin for knowing what he must do
Is shelter and aid from the love he once knew
One last shot for courage hits him then his eyes are red
Inside he sees a man living the life he led
Forfeits in to the anger and within
He decides to pay back for her sins
Jumps in his stolen car, a needle from the glove box
Deciding that he even really knew what love was
He kicks in the front door to catch em' sex
Slams him to the floor then her in the neck
She kicks and she so he beats her till shes slack-mouthed
Realising what done he stands dumbfounded, smacked out
Blacks out. in a holding cell knowing he cant see
Hope tomorrow is

Time for (x3)

So the first light of spring an officer removes his chains
His mood is pained as he re-enters the world his vision again
Takes a step and in a divine statement
'Anything lost can be found except for time wasted'
right adjacent on a path to heal himself
Kicks the habit before he himself and feels his health
Returning in the mental and his intention to kick it all
Though a struggle prevention is visable
Redemption all its cracked up to be
He decides as he of smackin up a key
On the of life or loss
Not knowing what holding
So before he fucks it up again somebody should have him
No matter status, fact is we all been humble
No matter the foundation all solid things can
No matter the or length something sustained
It never stays the same simply what the seasons change
No matter your status, fact is we all humble (UH)
No matter the all solid things can crumble
No matter the or length something sustained
It stays the same...
Thats what the seasons change