Luyện nghe bài hát Wooden Heart

Were all born to broken people on most honest day of living
and since that first breath... Well need grace that never given
I've haunted by standard red devils and white ghosts
and it's not only when these are closed
these lies are ropes that I tie in my stomach,
but they hold this ship together tossed like in this weather
and my dreams are sails that I towards my true north,
thin over my rib bones, and pray that it gets better
but it wont wont, at least I believe it will...
so I've built a wooden heart inside iron ship,
to sail blood red seas and find your coasts.
dont let these waves wash your hopes
this war-ship is sinking, and I still in anchors
pulling fist fulls of rotten wood my heart, I still believe in saviors
but I know we are all made out of shipwrecks, every single board
washed and bound like crooked teeth on these shores
so come on and lets wash each other with of joy and tears of grief
and fold our lives like crashing and run up on this beach
come on and sew us together, rags stained forever
we only have what we

I am the living son of a woman and man who barely made it
but were making it taped on borrowed crutches and new starts
we all have the same in our hearts...
everything falls apart at the exact time
that it all comes together perfectly for the next
but my fear is this prison... I keep locked below the main deck
I keep a key my pillow, its quiet and its hidden
and my hopes are weapons that Im learning how to use right
but theyre heavy and Im awkward...always out of fight
so Ive carved a wooden heart, put it in sinking ship
hoping it would help me for just a few more weeks
because I am made out of shipwrecks, twisted beam
lost and found like you and me out on the sea
so come on lets wash each other with tears of joy and tears of
and our lives like crashing waves and run up on this beach
come on and sew us together, just some rags stained forever
we have what we remember

My throat it still tastes like fire and salt water
I wear this tide like skin, rock me to sea
if we hold on tight well hold each other
and not just be some rushing to die in our sleep
all these machines will rust I promise, but still be electric
shocking each other back to
Your in mine, my fingers in your veins connected
our bones together inside
our hands entwined, fingers in my veins braided
our grown stronger in time
are church is made out of shipwrecks
from every hull these rocks claimed
but we pick ourselves up, and try and grow through the change
so come on yall and lets wash each other tears of joy and tears of grief
and fold our lives like crashing waves and run up on beach
come on and sew us together, were just tattered rags forever
we only have we remember