🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Recessional - Vienna Teng

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