Luyện nghe bài hát A Million Miles Away

(B. Walkenhorst)
There was a man Jim who walked everywhere he went
Cause he could never quite seem to his mind on the road
One day it to Jim that he'd taken a wrong turn
Cause he was in a place he didn't know
Jim spun on his heels thinking backtrack for a while
But before he it the sun was sinking
And the landscape in the
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 changing for him
Like the skin of the earth was stretching or the continents adrift
Jim didn't know if it was so or if it was just him
He suspected it was a bit of both he was dealing with
And I feel I'm tripping
And I feel my slipping today
Feel the winds of time whipping my coat my legs
And I feel about a miles away
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 wait for the fog to
But when it didn't he started up again
Man, this is like the blind the blind, Jim thought
About that down the road came this seeing-eye dog
It was well-fed and had a collar but no matter how Jim hollered
There any answer, so he walked on through the fog
Alright, I'm lost, Jim said although a bit begrudgingly
Like things might change in light of this
He was both amazed and sour that at this late date and
He find himself in this situation

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