Luyện nghe bài hát Wooden Heart

Were all born to broken people on their most honest day of
and since that first breath... Well need grace that weve given
I've been haunted by standard red devils and ghosts
and it's not when these eyes are closed
these lies are ropes that I tie in my stomach,
but they this ship together tossed like leaves in this weather
and my dreams are sails that I point my true north,
stretched thin my rib bones, and pray that it gets better
but it wont wont, at I dont believe it will...
so I've built a wooden heart inside iron ship,
to these blood red seas and find your coasts.
dont let these waves wash away your
this war-ship is sinking, and I believe in anchors
pulling fist fulls of rotten wood from my heart, I still believe in
but I that we are all made out of shipwrecks, every single board
washed and bound like teeth on these rocky 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, tattered rags stained
we only have what we

I am the barely living son of a woman and man who made it
but were making it together on borrowed crutches and new starts
we all have the holes in our hearts...
falls apart at the exact same time
that it all comes together for the next step
but my fear is this prison... that I keep locked below the deck
I keep a key under my pillow, its quiet and its
and my hopes are weapons Im still learning how to use right
but heavy and Im awkward...always running out of fight
so Ive carved a wooden heart, put it in sinking ship
hoping it would help me float for a few more weeks
I am made out of shipwrecks, every 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 of grief
and fold our lives crashing waves and run up on this beach
come on and sew us together, just some rags stained forever
we only have we remember

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