Luyện nghe bài hát C.A.

This is beautiful, I don't know how to get back home.
far enough away and fair enough for me to throw the odds into the wind.
And everything that meant anything
nothing when the sun rose over green-capped hills,
but you feel the sun anymore.

place is difficult, you know it's tearing you and I to shreds.
We've come an awfully long way just to our eyes and wait for low tide.
Skipping beats, and stones.
If I wanted to feel like I was cast away, I would stayed back home in Chicago.
at least I know that my friends and my home are just a train away.

This will burn.
Because cast aways set to the beaches to learn.

I've seen the west and the deserts where the had been.
heartbeat, so crass and unapologetic.
hands, so dry and cold.
But waking up to the and smokestacks
doesn't make me feel so sad the river anymore.
You know, the sun don't just west of here.

I can your january breath on my neck and it burns like summer.
If golden stays
and we let it hang and
like medals, at least placed.

I don't keep the voicemails so I can hear you me 'baby'.
But proof that you once bled redder than you'd like to remember.
If the valves in our hearts are in binary
some of them open, others stay closed.
Some doors open others stay closed.
I'm punching broken numbers into subway pay-phones you're back home.
We've got time.

Some days strike you
I know some nights are alone.
When you've been thrown curves than bones
and you've built walls than homes.

A broken can break your spine sometimes.
Love & Pain are the same, alright?

We old, grow out of touch with ourselves and eachother.
it takes to be happy, I don't know.
What kind of fool would fall in love with someone who up on themselves?
What it to be happy, I don't know.
What it takes to be happy, I know.