🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Recessional - Vienna Teng

  so beautiful here," she says,
 "This moment  and this moment, now."
 And I  thought I would find her here:
 Flannel  satin, my four walls transformed.
 But she's looking at me, straight  center,
 No room at all  any other thought.
 
 And I know I don't want this, oh, I swear I don't  this.
 There's a reason not  want this but I forgot.
 
 In the terminal she sleeps on my 
 Hair falling  mouth all askew.
 Fluorescent  beat their wings overhead:
 "Passengers missing, we're looking for 
 And she dreams through  noise, her weight against me,
 Face  into the corduroy grooves.
 
 Maybe  means nothing, maybe it 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  you, taking coffee, no sugar?
 Who are  echoing street signs?
  are you, the stranger in the shell of a lover,
 Dark curtains drawn by the passage of 
 
 Oh, words, like rain,  sweet the sound.
 "Well anyway," she says,  see you around..."