🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Handful Of Rain - Savatage

  night is growing dark
 From  deep within
  shelters like an ark
 That always takes  in
 
 The barmaid walks  over
 And pours  round
  a lost soul at the corner
 Who prays he's never 
 
 And the mind goes 
 Until it's feeling no 
 And  soul cries out
 For  handful of rain
 
 Wash your 
 In  Whiskey
  your future's
 In  past
  your staring
 Up  heaven
 From the 
 Of  glass
 And you need some 
 From  years you've
 Had  lost
 And you feel the 
 As you're adding up  cost
 
 And the  rolls on
 Like a slow moving 
 And the soul  out
 
 There's  land beyond the living
 There's a land beyond  dead
 If it's true that God's 
 Of  lives that we had led
 In the distance there's  thunder
 And the air  thick and warm
 And  patrons watch with wonder
 The  of the storm
 
 And the  rolls on
 Like  slow moving train
 And  soul cries out
 For a handful of 
 
 There's an old man  the corner
  he's smoking all the time
 An the smoke is  upward and it's
 Twisting in 
 Twisting in 
 Mind
 In  mind
 
 The whiskey's getting 
 And I use it like  moat
 There's a blues man in the  and he's
 Lost  his
 Note
 His note
 
 The night  growing dark
 From somewhere  within
 It shelters like  ark
 That always takes you 
 
 And the  rolls on
 Like  slow moving train
 And the soul  out
 For  handful of rain