🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Recessional - Vienna Teng

 "It's so beautiful here,"  says,
 "This moment now and this moment, 
 And I never thought I would find her 
  and satin, my four walls transformed.
 But she's looking at me,  to center,
 No room at all for  other thought.
 
 And I know I don't want this, oh, I swear I don't want 
 There's a reason not to want this but I 
 
 In the terminal she  on my shoulder,
 Hair falling forward, mouth all 
 Fluorescent announcements beat their wings 
 "Passengers missing, we're  for you."
 And she dreams through the noise, her weight against 
 Face  into the corduroy grooves.
 
 Maybe it means  maybe it means nothing,
 Maybe it means nothing, but I'm  to move.
 
 And the words: they're everything  nothing.
 I want to search for her in the offhand 
 Who are you, taking coffee, no 
 Who are  echoing street signs?
 Who are  the stranger in the shell of a lover,
  curtains drawn by the passage of time?
 
  words, like rain, how sweet the sound.
 "Well anyway," she says, "I'll  you around..."