Luyện nghe bài hát When She Comes

(Hammill)

Slow motion in the of the room;
so potent is the smell of her
that you she's eternal,
you think she is everything...
but no-one what she is.
Repentance for all you should said;
her entrance seems to raise you the dead
and you think really with you,
and you think that she'll stay,
always ready to you,
always ready to you her mercy
but in her own way.
she comes, she'll be a stranger;
struck dumb, you'll try to
as the drum out the danger...
too late, you should have
that the lady with the so white,
like something out of or Burne-Jones
always out the light
and all you owned.

Still you think forever,
and tomorrow...
but no-one knows she is.
Still you swear you can win her
and prayer is that she'll want you;
aware - a saint, now you're a sinner
and sins are going to haunt you
when the with her skin so white
like something out of Allan Poe
holds hand so very tight
and you hope that never let go.

targets, easy crosswords, easy life:
these key margins you balanced on the knife,
darkly.
In the end it all comes down to bargains.
That hidden key - you tried so to find it,
all you can conceive is the effort to be
now you need to be reminded
that La Belle Dame is mercy.
The with her skin so white -
you never did quite catch her -
now she holds you in the
and she'll let go again,
she'll let go again.