Luyện nghe bài hát Anchorage

Scales of an
Wings of a
Living in the future
With the that you make

of a scream
Heart of the
in a lark's tongue
And more of the

Green ice is on the
Just the way the dead have
Nothing like the way my name is
But I it out anyway

returning
My keeps on burning for you
In the life you on spurning
Everything is me

of a river
The of a flute
The get used for rifles
Growing lovely

Around the captain's
The silent slept
In the of morning
The distance slowly

And the ice in my
And the hit of the
And the great icy
I it on to you

returning
My torch keeps on for you
In the life you on spurning
is hurting me
'thing is me

Words of a
The of a rock
Waking early on an Sunday
before the cock

The of a statue
The of a rat
The street was empty
But then you saw through

And the ice in the box
off the shelf in blocks
Down at the
Well I was shocked not to be

Darkness
My keeps on burning for you
In the life you on spurning
Everything is me

of a lamb
The of a cloud
The eyes of the
of a crowd

This afternoon is crushing
The bars are all today lady
Middle of is a long way down
I'd hate to see you break crown

And the ice in my
My drink in lap
Just a process in a
I'll it out of you
it out of you

Music of the
Tempts the
Nature, you know
A delicious ache

The of a fox
Love about the size of a box
The school of hard
box it out of me

The ice in my
A message in the
like a sinking boat
You coat yourself with

Darkness
My keeps on burning for you
In the you keep on spurning
Everything is hurting me is hurting me