Luyện nghe bài hát AT THE EDGE OF THE SCENE

(J. Ferguson/Sloan)

Well you've got your together
And you're off into the new
The mother is
With sons
She four girls
The wrapped in memories
Of European
flurries on the window
As he dials another
home

It's black upon
He's still cutting the
Old heart
May still him back
At the edge of the
The old glasses round
The siren is
the cue for his sound

Well

As of all
He's likely to none
Well, the change is
And it's take one
At the edge of the
He's by the most
Not just our feet
But here to the coast

Well

The ties that are
Are the ones that he
If we off track
Well, he'll us aligned
At the of the scene
Not in D.C.
It's the sound from there
Years ago set him

Well

My story is
No its not very
Expectations debated
For this child
At the end of the
When our secret's
You know it's my
And it's the way that I

Well

When you're miles above Ocean waters without angel's
Wings will with getting closer
When my headphone chord
Oh pilot, can you me
Our beckons
Counting raindrops on the
Yet skies are clear he
For

Yeah...