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 have said;
her seems to raise you from the dead
and you think really with you,
and you think that she'll stay,
always ready to you,
always ready to grant you her
but in her own way.
When she comes, be a stranger;
struck dumb, try to protest
as the beats out the danger...
too late, you should noticed
that the lady the skin so white,
something out of Blake or Burne-Jones
always blocked out the
and all you owned.

Still you think forever,
and tomorrow...
but knows where she is.
Still you that you can win her
and your prayer is she'll want you;
aware - once a saint, now a sinner
and your are going to haunt you
when the lady her skin so white
like something out of Allan Poe
holds your so very tight
and you that she'll never let go.

targets, easy crosswords, easy life:
these key leave you balanced on the knife,
darkly.
In the end it all comes to sleazy bargains.
That hidden key - you tried so hard to it,
all you can is the effort to be worthy;
now you need to be reminded
that La Belle is without mercy.
The lady with her skin so -
you never did quite her name -
now she holds you in the
and never let go again,
she'll let go again.