Luyện nghe bài hát Bob Dylan

Bobby's in the
Making his
He a little picture
But not to be

He wants this girl
To believe in him
Bristles to the
he feels high

Inspiration of my
Search for out of the dark
All the pictures in my
Lie there in my fog

This oasis in my
I approach it disarm
it might do me some harm
Stop to catch me if I

in the basement
Making his
He never won't stop
Not to it

If there's other way
That they would use it
He lives day
But always refuse it

Lacerations of my
Dropped down in in the dark
Mixed the words up on this
Makes the turn to beige

Inspiration of my
Search for light out of the
All the in my heart
Lie there in my fog

oasis in my arms
I approach it disarm
Though it might do me harm
Stop to catch me if I

It's just Bob Dylan says
depression of my own
Walk the only I know
If I am dreamin'
Then I am not far from it

Sow the strength grows from seeds
creativity
If I am only dreamin' me an' Bob
Are not that far
So as I'm young

Bobby's in the
Making his

I the beaches walk the sand
I cut my on broken glass
Strap the sandals on my
I'm run down but I hit the street

of my heart
Search for light out of the
All the pictures in my
Lie there in my fog

just like Bob Dylan says
Stop of my own
the only road I know
If I am only
Then I am not far from it

Sow the strength that from seeds
creativity
If I am only dreamin' me an' Bob
Are not that far
So as I'm young
So long as I'm

in the basement
Making his
He paints a picture
But not to be

He wants this girl
To in him easy
Bristles to the
Imagining he feels high,

of my heart
Desperation of my