Luyện nghe bài hát Bitter Suite

A spider wanders within the warmth of a shadow
Not the regal of border caves
But the poor, misguided, direction less
Of some obscure Scottish

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

A train sleeps in a
The driver guzzles can of lager, lager
To away the memories of a Friday night down at the club

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

The sky was Bible in Lyon
I met the Magdalene
She was in a streetlight
She refused to her name

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

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

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

Hear your
I your heart

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

It's too
The weekend girl never boarded the plane
They said this could never again
Oh, so wrong, so

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

On the outskirts of
On the road to somewhere
On the verge of
always take the roundabout way

Waiting on the
For I was born a habit from a sign
The habit of the windswept
And the sign of the
on me