Luyện nghe bài hát Another Radio Song

Sit back, no is written
It's nothing you thought of
just a ghost, came unbidden
To this

This infection gets stronger every
This seed in the water of your
There is no it

seed in the water of your tear
The way an baby's ear
Unfolds in your

This infection gets stronger every
This direction of a tear rolling your cheek
And is no escaping it

There is no
The thing is making
It's in your radio

Bless this alley
we have fallen from tall
we have fallen the air
Into a garden sweetly of the softest
Sleeping flowers now they sit the sidewalk
Now they're waiting for the shining of future sun to show us
All that is your
Oh and all brings you pleasure
I sigh into your hide
And say I hope I'm forever
But Black Sheep Boy with lovers
With your list of favorite
with your list of missing
With the where you drew windows
Overlooking gardens
Cut apart by jagged
Climbing up the air
And crumbling down a fountain
Where the water waits
a quiet distant treasure
When you rise up to
When you leave this tiny
When you me in the garden
With horns all hung with cedar
spirit brushing past me
Brushing past them in the
Scream all is window dressing
All you are is flimsy
Watch you flame up with a word us
And won't that you're Burning!

Burning!

(There's no
The thing is making
It's home in radio

no escaping
The that is making
It's home in radio)