Luyện nghe bài hát ...And Now For My Disappearing Act

Who's got that sinking feeling
Whose has been out treading or shadow stepping?
Who's almost
Raise your hands if you're stuck in
them high for holding patterns
Somebody scream for
Three for desperate times

The of skateboard wheels is haunting Arlington Ave.
With the fog that fell in with the East Bay Hills
There is an old scraping on my old window pane
It is a distant lullaby, it is a whisper in the

We are all birds
With nests how can we survive?
It is a matter of in or giving up
They don't want you to fuck gravity
Your may go unnoticed
Your good deeds may be
But there is a well worth the flight
So come on and your wings

On a slow walk down Boulevard
I find miracles in the details of leaves and lit
The city is singing, the sounds like an ocean
It is a distant lullaby, it is a whisper in the