Luyện nghe bài hát Another Radio Song

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

This infection stronger every year
This seed in the water of your
is no escaping it

This seed in the water of your
The way an baby's ear
in your belly

This infection gets stronger every
This direction of a tear rolling down cheek
And there is no it

There is no
The that is making
home in your radio

Bless this alley
we have fallen tall buildings
we fallen through the air
Into a sweetly smelling of the softest
Sleeping now they sit under the sidewalk
Now waiting for the shining of some future sun to show us
All is your beauty
Oh and all that you pleasure
I could sigh into hide
And say I hope I'm here
But Sheep Boy with your lovers
With your list of favorite
your list of missing children
With the wall where you drew
hidden gardens
Cut apart by mountains
Climbing up the air
And down into a fountain
Where the waits forever
Like a quiet treasure
When you rise up to
you leave this tiny alley
When you meet me in the
With your horns all hung cedar
Every spirit past me
Brushing them in the ether
Scream all this is dressing
All you are is curtains
Watch you flame up with a from us
And won't that you're Burning!

Burning!

(There's no
The thing that is
It's home in your

There's no
The thing that is
It's in your radio)