Luyện nghe bài hát The Couch

You hadn't seen your father in such a long
He died in the arms of his how dare he
mother never left the house
She never married else you took it upon yourself to console her

You her so much of your father
So you were and you wonder why you're so hypersensitive
And why you trust anyone but us but then how can I begin
To forgive her so many years under bridges with dirty
She was and selfish and cowardly if you ask me

I don't know where to begin in all of my 50 odd
I have been silently suffering and perpetuating and enduring
Who are you younger generation to me
I have unresolved problems not many examples of fruits
Of type of excruciating labor

How can you just throw words like grieve and heal and mourn
I feel fine we may not been born as awake as you were
It was much harder in those days we had paper routes uphill ways
We went from school to a job to a to instant parenthood

I into his office I felt so self-conscious on the couch
He was sitting down from me he was writing down
His hypothesis I know I've got a loving supportive wife
Who doesn't know how she should get
You say his interjecting was him just calling me on my

Just the other day my sweet daughter I was past 203
I up the stairs in my mind's eye
I remember how they creak loudly
She was only responsive with a drink he was only by photo
I was only trying to be the big brother I could

I've walked sometimes confused ready to crack open wide
Sometimes indignant raw can you imagine
I pay him 75 an hour sometimes it feels like highway robbery
And sometimes peanuts I wish it could last a couple more hours

So here we both are similar demons not coincidentally
You getting beyond knowing it solely intellectually
You're not relinquishing majesty
You are wise you are warm you are you are big
And I love you more now than I ever have in my whole