Luyện nghe bài hát Bitter Suite

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hear heart
I your heart

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

It's too
The weekend career never boarded the plane
They said this could 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 ring road to
On the of indecision
I'll always take the way

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