Luyện nghe bài hát Almost Medieval

There's something in your soul that makes me so old
In fact, I think I've died six hundred times
There's less of me now and more of me
I'm back to the age of men

Jump off the tarmac, there's no stagecoach speed
Outside the hangs the man on the gibbet
Soft lenses, grow to
Small world, dimly seen through

program, newspaper
So say

Rumor spread by word of
Jump the escalator
Press the button on the
Raise the on old stair carpets

treads like waves of regret
Now it seems, I'm going
Falling off this ladder
Soft lenses, grow to

Small world, dimly seen cataracts
on to the escalator
Press the button on the
Raise the on old stair carpets

Endless like waves of regret
Now it seems, I'm madder
Falling off rotting ladder
program, newspaper

So say
spread by word of mouth
Jump the escalator
Press the button on the

the dust on old stair carpets
Endless treads like waves of
Now it seems, I'm madder
Falling through this rotting

There's something in your that makes me feel so old
In fact, I think died about six hundred times
There's of me now and more of me then
I'm back to the age of men

Jump off the tarmac, there's no stagecoach speed
Outside the office, the man on the gibbet
off the tarmac, there's no stagecoach speed limit
Outside the office, swings the man on the