Luyện nghe bài hát A Million Miles Away

(B. Walkenhorst)
There was a man Jim who walked everywhere he went
Cause he never quite seem to keep his mind on the road
One day it occurred to Jim that he'd taken a turn
Cause he was in a place he didn't know
Jim spun on his thinking he's backtrack for a while
But before he it the sun was sinking
And the landscape in the
Well, it could been 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 continents were
Jim didn't if it was so or if it was just him although
He suspected it was a bit of both he was dealing with
And I feel I'm tripping
And I my steps slipping today
Feel the winds of time whipping my coat around my
And I about a million miles away
Dawn broke, Jim awoke, he'd been on his feet
It was now but a densely foggy day
Jim decided he'd sit and wait for the fog to lift
But it didn't he started up again anyway
Man, this is like the blind leading the blind, Jim
About time down the road came this seeing-eye dog
It was well-fed and had a collar but no matter how Jim hollered
There wasn't any answer, so he on through the fog
Alright, I'm lost, Jim aloud although a bit begrudgingly
Like things change in light of this confession
He was both amazed and sour that at this late date and
He might himself in this situation

After walking through the haze for another and another day
Jim to simply cease to exist
All his panic, hope, and thoughts broke up into dots
As he gave himself into the mist
Back in town where Jim lived, sad to say he was never
And his was never 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