Luyện nghe bài hát Another Radio Song

Sit back, no song is
It's you thought of Yourself
It's just a ghost, unbidden
To house

This infection gets stronger every
This seed in the water of tear
is no escaping it

This seed in the water of tear
The way an unborn ear
in your belly

This gets stronger every year
This of a tear rolling down your cheek
And is no escaping it

is no escaping
The that is making
home in your radio

Bless tiny alley
we have fallen from tall
we have through the air
a garden sweetly smelling of the softest
Sleeping flowers now sit under the sidewalk
Now they're for the shining of some future sun to show us
All is your beauty
Oh and all that brings you
I could sigh your hide
And say I hope I'm here
But Sheep Boy with your lovers
With your of favorite pillows
with your list of missing
With the where you drew windows
Overlooking hidden
Cut apart by mountains
Climbing up the air
And down into a fountain
Where the water forever
Like a quiet treasure
you rise up to recover
When you leave this tiny
When you meet me in the
With your all hung with cedar
spirit brushing past me
Brushing past in the ether
all this is window dressing
All you are is flimsy
Watch you flame up a word from us
And know that you're Burning!

Burning!

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

There's no
The thing is making
home in your radio)