🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Recessional - Vienna Teng

 "It's so  here," she says,
  moment now and this moment, now."
 And  never thought I would find her here:
 Flannel  satin, my four walls transformed.
 But  looking at me, straight to center,
 No  at all for any other thought.
 
 And I know  don't want this, oh, I swear I don't want this.
 There's a reason not to want this but I 
 
 In the terminal she sleeps on my 
  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,
 Face pressed  the corduroy grooves.
 
 Maybe it  nothing, maybe it means nothing,
 Maybe it  nothing, but I'm afraid to move.
 
 And the words: they're everything  nothing.
 I want to search for her in the  remarks.
 Who  you, taking coffee, no sugar?
 Who are you, echoing street 
 Who are you, the stranger in the  of a lover,
  curtains drawn by the passage of time?
 
 Oh, words, like rain, how sweet  sound.
 "Well anyway," she says, "I'll see  around..."