Luyện nghe bài hát Wooden Heart

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

I am the barely son of a woman and man who barely made it
but were it taped together on borrowed crutches and new starts
we all the same holes in our hearts...
everything 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 main
I keep a key under my pillow, its and its hidden
and my are weapons that Im still learning how to use right
but theyre and Im awkward...always running out of fight
so Ive carved a wooden heart, put it in this ship
it would help me float for just a few more weeks
because I am made out of shipwrecks, twisted beam
and found like you and me scattered out on the sea
so come on lets wash other with tears of joy and tears of grief
and fold our lives like crashing waves and run up on beach
on and sew us together, just some tattered rags stained forever
we only have what we

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