Luyện nghe bài hát Another Travellin' Song

Well I'm all my strings
I'm gonna write another travellin'
all the billion highways
And the at the break of dawn
Well I guess the that I can do now
Is pretend that I've done wrong
And dream a train
That's gonna take me back where I

now the ocean speaks and spits
And I can hear it the interstate
And I'm screaming at my
On a cell phone and he's far
And I'm saying in the past or future
Ever feel like today
I park it in an Alley
Just hoping that our shit is

So I go back and forth
All my thoughts they in pairs
I will, I won't, I doubt of them
I'm not surprised but I feel quite prepared

Now I'm over a type writer
I you call that painting in a cave
And there's a word I can't
And a feeling I escape
And now my ashtray's
I'm still at a clean white page
Oh and at my window
And she is sending me to bed

Well I dream the dark on the
I dream the desert where the lay down
I dream the prostituted child
An old man in a fast food
Oh yeah, I dreamt a ship was
There was screamin' all around
And I woke to my clock
It was a pop song and it was loud

So I will find my fears and face
Or I will cower a dog
I will kick and scream or and bleed
fight like hell to hide that I've given up