Luyện nghe bài hát Sanctuary

Dear uncle sold her into the purest of slavery.
Hood-eyed little profited from damaged goods
the way.
Good angels her back to a last nepal summer.
Debased, hollow-faced, a smile might her.
Now she's cosied up, cosied up and
In the warm of september.
Gone winter.
as to might-have-beens.
Somebody's in sanctuary, waiting.

Seen through cage of kindness, far and further still away,
From time-warp victorian
Where staring ice gameboys play.
Big paws, worn and swishing tails.
More damaged goods in the sales.
Too proud for anger, too late for resigned in dignity.
before winter.
might-have-beens.
Somebody's in sanctuary, waiting.

near you in sanctuary, waiting.