Luyện nghe bài hát Bitter Suite

A spider wanders aimlessly within the of a shadow
Not the regal creature of caves
But the poor, misguided, direction familiar
Of obscure Scottish poet

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

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

She was a at sixteen
be a wallflower at thirty four
Her mother her beautiful
Her said, "A whore"

The sky was Bible in Lyon
When I met the
She was paralyzed in a
She refused to give her

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

To a of dancing shadows
Where all the 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 your heart
I can your heart

your heart
I hear heart

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

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

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

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

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