Luyện nghe bài hát A Million Miles Away

(B. Walkenhorst)
There was a man Jim who walked everywhere he went
Cause he could quite seem to keep his mind on the road
One day it occurred to Jim that he'd a wrong turn
Cause he was standing in a place he know
Jim spun on his heels thinking he's for a while
But before he it the sun was sinking
And the in the dark
Well, it could have been New or New York or New Mexico
So else is new, Jim was thinking
see for a while now Jim felt like things were changing for him
Like the of the earth was stretching or the continents were adrift
Jim know if it was so or if it was just him although
He that it was a bit of both he was dealing with
And I feel like I'm
And I feel my steps slipping
the winds of time whipping my coat around my legs
And I feel about a million miles
Dawn broke, Jim awoke, he'd been sleeping on his
It was morning now but a foggy day
Jim decided he'd just sit and wait for the fog to
But it didn't he started up again anyway
Man, this is like the blind leading the blind, Jim
that time down the road came this seeing-eye dog
It was well-fed and had a collar but no how loud Jim hollered
There wasn't any answer, so he walked on the fog
Alright, I'm lost, Jim aloud although a bit begrudgingly
Like things might change in light of this
He was both amazed and sour that at this date and hour
He might find himself in this

After walking the haze for another night and another day
Jim to simply cease to exist
All his panic, hope, and thoughts broke up into dots
As he himself away into the mist
Back in where Jim lived, sad to say he was never missed
And his name was never spoken again, awful but true
Out my window at night I think I see Jim standing in the
hurry up, suffering's got a job to do