Luyện nghe bài hát Another Radio Song

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

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

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

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

is no escaping
The thing is making
home in your radio

Bless this alley
we fallen from tall buildings
we have fallen the air
Into a garden sweetly of the softest
flowers now they 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 Black Boy with your lovers
With your list of favorite
with your of missing children
With the where you drew windows
Overlooking hidden
Cut apart by jagged
up into the air
And crumbling down a fountain
Where the water forever
Like a quiet treasure
When you rise up to
When you leave this alley
When you me in the garden
With your horns all hung cedar
Every brushing past me
Brushing past in the ether
all this is window dressing
All you are is flimsy
you flame up with a word from us
And won't know that Burning!

Burning!

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

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