🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Handful Of Rain - Savatage

 The night is growing 
 From  deep within
 It shelters like an 
 That always  you in
 
 The barmaid  on over
 And  another round
  a lost soul at the corner
 Who prays he's never 
 
 And  mind goes numb
 Until it's  no pain
  the soul cries out
 For a handful  rain
 
 Wash  women
  your Whiskey
 When  future's
 In  past
  your staring
 Up at 
 From  bottom
  a glass
 And you need  insulation
 From  years you've
 Had and 
 And you feel  perspiration
 As you're adding  the cost
 
 And the  rolls on
 Like a slow  train
 And  soul cries out
 
 There's a land beyond the 
 There's a land  the dead
 If  true that God's forgiving
 Of the lives  we had led
 In the  there's a thunder
 And the  is thick and warm
 And the patrons watch  wonder
 The approaching of  storm
 
 And the  rolls on
  a slow moving train
 And  soul cries out
 For  handful of rain
 
 There's an old man in the 
  he's smoking all the time
 An the smoke is drifting  and it's
  in my
  in my
 Mind
 In  mind
 
  whiskey's getting deeper
 And I  it like a moat
 There's a  man in the distance and he's
  inside his
 Note
 His note
 
 The  is growing dark
 From somewhere  within
  shelters like an ark
 That  takes you in
 
 And the night  on
 Like a slow moving 
 And the  cries out
 For an handful  rain