🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Recessional - Vienna Teng

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