Luyện nghe bài hát Death bed

I can smell the death on the
me
I can't believe is the end

But is my deathbed
I lie here
If I close my tonight
I know be home

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

By forty I was fourteen
I'd acquired a taste for and nicotine
I smoked I threw up
Yet I lit 'em up
For thirty more
Like a

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 things
I'd do

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

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

From it's your typical spiel
if life was a highway
I was at the wheel
I was seeing the loose
All apart
Yeah I I was destined to fail
And fail the start

I bowled six times a week
The of Beam kept the memories from me
The marriage had a seven-ten split
And along with my pride the ex-wife took the

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

But this is my
I lie alone
If I close my tonight
I know be home

I was so of Jesus
But He me out
Like the in my lungs
killing me now
And given up hope
On the days I have
But I cling to the
Of my life in the
Jesus showed up
Said, "Before we go up
I thought that we might
See one night in life
you turned out the light
You for and prayed for my forgiveness"

You cried
The they soaked your fur
The blood dripped your fangs
You said, "What I done?"
You that Lamb
With every sinful
And there you alone
Your was so contrite

You said, "Jesus, please forgive me of my
Sanctify withered heart of mine
with me until my life is through
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
You'll be lonely again"

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

Foreman of Switchfoot sings, as the voice of Jesus:]
I am the Way
Me
And My hand
And I am the
Me and you'll understand
And I am the
And Me you'll live again
For I am
I am
I, I am