Luyện nghe bài hát Willetta

Oh I was on my way to something else, you prop my eyelids up with toothpick thoughts

Thursday, shuffling feet on cemetery lawn
Weeping about skin, in your sleep you just slid it off
Just so you could get dressed up in
nightgown of oak, your ribbons of roots
Is nothing you want from me now, no help I could give but to lower you down?

Oh all your friends are by waving greedy goodbyes
I've got nothing now I want to say
You wouldn't talk back

And you know we won't do what you us to
There ain't nothing here to
We're all worse off you

At that feast in two star hotel
I'm circling the and mingling half stunned
with the truth of it all
Knowing here the time this won't really fade
Now it just stays in out

Oh but we're all hands offering condolences
of some envied youth, less life threatening more moot

And our eyes they all drown, our get wrung out
There ain't nothing here for us to taste ain't bitter already

They warn us our is up, it just seems so cruel
Like the parasites eat your thoughts your plot gets covered up
By who never even knew you

Oh then the comes down, the crowd it thins out
There's no reason now for us to
And we all hurry home because it won't be long till we're in your