Luyện nghe bài hát Another Travellin' Song

Well I'm all my strings
I'm gonna another travellin' song
About all the highways
And the at the break of dawn
I guess the best that I can do now
Is pretend that I've done wrong
And about a train
That's gonna take me back I belong

now the ocean speaks and spits
And I can hear it the interstate
And I'm at my brother
On a cell phone and he's far
And I'm saying nothing in the or future
will feel like today
Until I it in an Alley
hoping that our shit is safe

So I go back and forever
All my thoughts they come in
Well I will, I won't, I of them
I'm not surprised but I never feel prepared

Now I'm hunched a type writer
I you call that painting in a cave
And there's a word I remember
And a I cannot escape
And now my ashtray's
I'm still at a clean white page
Oh and morning's at my
And she is me to bed again

Well I the dark on the horizon
I dream the desert the dead lay down
I the prostituted child touching
An old man in a fast crowd
Oh yeah, I dreamt a ship was
There was people all around
And I to my alarm clock
It was a pop song and it was loud

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