Luyện nghe bài hát A Million Miles Away

(B. Walkenhorst)
There was a man named Jim who walked he went
he could never quite seem to keep his mind on the road
One day it to Jim that he'd taken a wrong turn
Cause he was standing in a place he didn't
Jim spun on his heels thinking backtrack for a while
But before he knew it the sun was
And the in the dark
Well, it could have New Zealand or New York or New Mexico
So what else is new, Jim was
Because see for a now Jim felt like things were changing for him
the skin of the earth was stretching or the continents were adrift
Jim didn't if it was so or if it was just him although
He suspected that it was a bit of he was dealing with
And I feel like I'm
And I feel my steps slipping
Feel the winds of whipping my coat around my legs
And I feel about a million miles
Dawn broke, Jim awoke, been sleeping on his feet
It was morning now but a foggy day
Jim he'd just sit and wait for the fog to lift
But when it didn't he started up anyway
Man, this is like the blind the blind, Jim thought
About that time down the road this seeing-eye dog
It was well-fed and had a collar but no how loud Jim hollered
wasn't any answer, so he walked on through the fog
Alright, I'm lost, Jim said aloud a bit begrudgingly
Like things might change in light of confession
He was both amazed and that at this late date and hour
He might find himself in this

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