Luyện nghe bài hát Song for My Mother

By friedman

In the of your arms, snuggled up all safe and warn,
You used to tell me tales of and kings.
But how I comprehend all the things you told me then
Of your madness and your

And my would swim in fantasies, like a piece of driftwood in the sea.
I had no for reality. you were my reality.

Like a and unlit room or the far side of the moon,
Your spoke emptiness and fear.
And no matter how I tried, how I and I pried,
I just could not penetrate that veneer.

And I know you tried to comfort me, to and reassure me.
But then your strength would always fail and in it's a silken veil.

Like a and wrinkled prune, a deflated toy balloon,
I cam home and found you strewn the floor.
And as they lay you on bed I heard you say,
"if I a dead, how come it just keeps on hurting and more? "

And you left me in the early spring. all said was, "mommy's resting."
And how was I to know, so young, it something I had done?

So try and understand, I will love you as I can.
I do not blame you're not guilty.
But still there's no way to describe the relief I found
Upon it was you, and not me, that was crazy.