Luyện nghe bài hát Death bed

I can smell the on the sheets
me
I believe this is the end

But is my deathbed
I lie alone
If I my eyes tonight
I I'll be home

The year was forty one
I was eight old and
Far, far too
To that the stories
Of and glories
Was a tale a kind
up for her son
You see
Dad was a traveling
the words of the Teacher
And had sworn he
off to the war
And died there with
Somewhere on a beach
But he once to never return
Which taught me that I unlearn
I thought a father should be
I that thought
Like he me

By forty seven I was
I'd acquired a taste for and nicotine
I smoked until I up
Yet I lit 'em up
For more years
a machine

So right you have it
That one filthy
Is got me where I am today

I can smell the on the sheets
me
I can't believe is the end
I can those sad memories
Still me
So many
I'd do

But this is my
I lie here
If I close my tonight
I know I'll be

I got married on March twenty
Eight months before my wife would give
It's easier to be sure you love
When her father with the barrel of a gun
The union was far harmonious
No two people could have been more than us
The years would go by and she'd love else
And I realized I hadn't loved yet myself

From there it's typical spiel
Yeah if was a highway
I was at the wheel
I was seeing the ends
All fall
Yeah I swear I was destined to
And fail the start

I bowled about six times a
The of Beam kept the memories from me
The marriage had taken a split
And with my pride the ex-wife took the kids

I can the death on the sheets
me
I can't believe is the end
I can hear sad memories
Still me
So things
I'd do

But is my deathbed
I lie here
If I my eyes tonight
I know I'll be

I was so of Jesus
But He me out
Like the cancer in my
That's me now
And I've up hope
On the I have left
But I cling to the
Of my life in the
Jesus showed up
Said, "Before we go up
I thought that we reminisce
See one in your life
When you out the light
You asked for and for my forgiveness"

You cried
The tears they soaked fur
The blood from your fangs
You said, "What I done?"
You loved that
With every sinful
And there you wept
heart was so contrite

You said, "Jesus, please forgive me of my
Sanctify this withered heart of
Stay with me until my life is
And on day please take me home with you"

I can the death on the sheets
me
I can't this is the end
I can hear You to me,
"It's to leave
never be lonely again"

But was my deathbed
I died there
When I closed my tonight
You carried me

[Jon Foreman of Switchfoot sings, as the voice of
I am the Way
Me
And My hand
And I am the
Me and you'll understand
And I am the
And through Me live again
For I am
I am
I, I am