Luyện nghe bài hát Bitter Suite

A spider wanders aimlessly within the warmth of a
Not the creature of border caves
But the poor, misguided, direction less
Of obscure Scottish poet

The crawls from the canal like some primordial phantom of romance
To curl, under a of neon pollen
While I sit tied to the phone like an expectant
carnation will rot in a vase

A train in a siding
The driver another can of lager, lager
To wash away the of a Friday night down at the club

She was a at sixteen
She'll be a at thirty four
Her mother calls her
Her said, "A whore"

The sky was Bible in Lyon
When I met the
She was in a streetlight
She to give her name

And a ring of bruises
were pinned upon her arm
Two hundred for sanctuary
And she led me by the

To a room of shadows
Where all the heartache
And glowing tongues of candles
I her whisper in my ear

"'J'entend ton coeur"
"'J'entend ton coeur"
I can hear heart
I can hear your
I can hear heart

Hear heart
I your heart

It's getting late, for and scratching on the paper
Something's gonna give this pressure
And the are already beginning to show

too late
The weekend career girl never boarded the
said this could never happen again
Oh, so wrong, so

This time it seems to be another misplaced
time, it's looking like another misplaced rendezvous
you
The of you, you

On the of nowhere
On the road to somewhere
On the verge of
I'll always the roundabout way

on the rain
For I was born with a habit a sign
The habit of the thumb
And the sign of the
on me