Luyện nghe bài hát A Million Miles Away

(B. Walkenhorst)
There was a man named Jim who walked everywhere he
Cause he could quite seem to keep his mind on the road
One day it occurred to Jim he'd taken a wrong turn
Cause he was in a place he didn't know
Jim spun on his heels thinking he's 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 is new, Jim was thinking
Because see for a while now Jim felt like things were for him
Like the skin of the earth was stretching or the 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 like I'm tripping
And I feel my steps slipping
Feel the winds of time my coat around my legs
And I feel about a million miles
Dawn broke, Jim awoke, he'd sleeping on his feet
It was morning now but a densely day
Jim decided he'd just sit and 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 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 and sour that at this late date and hour
He might find himself in situation

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