Luyện nghe bài hát Death bed

I can the death on the sheets
me
I can't this is the end

But this is my
I lie here
If I close my eyes
I know be home

The year was forty one
I was years old and
Far, far too
To know the stories
Of battles and
Was a tale a kind
up for her son
You see
Dad was a preacher
Teaching the words of the
And had sworn he
off to the war
And there with honor
Somewhere on a there
But he once to never return
Which taught me I should unlearn
Whatever I thought a should be
I that thought
he abandoned me

By seven I was fourteen
I'd acquired a for liquor and nicotine
I smoked I threw up
Yet I lit 'em up
For thirty more
a machine

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

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

But this is my
I lie alone
If I close my eyes
I I'll be home

I got on March twenty first
Eight months my wife would give birth
easier to be sure you love someone
When her father inquires the barrel of a gun
The union was far from
No two people could have been more than us
The years would go by and she'd love someone
And I realized I hadn't been yet myself

From there it's your spiel
Yeah if was a highway
I was at the wheel
I was the loose ends
All fall
Yeah I swear I was to fail
And from the start

I about six times a week
The bottle of Beam the memories from me
The marriage had taken a split
And along with my pride the took the kids

I can smell the death on the
me
I believe this is the end
I can hear sad memories
Still me
So things
I'd do

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

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

You cried
The they soaked your fur
The blood dripped from your
You said, "What I done?"
You loved Lamb
With every bone
And there you alone
heart was so contrite

You said, "Jesus, please me of my crimes
Sanctify this heart of mine
Stay me until my life is through
And on that day take me home with you"

I can smell the death on the
me
I can't believe is the end
I can You whisper to me,
"It's time to
You'll never be again"

But this was my
I died there
When I my eyes tonight
You carried me

[Jon Foreman of Switchfoot sings, as the of Jesus:]
I am the Way
Me
And take My
And I am the
Me and you'll understand
And I am the
And through Me you'll again
For I am
I am
I, I am