Luyện nghe bài hát C.A.

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

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

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

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

I can feel your january breath on my neck and it burns summer.
If nothing stays
and we let it and fade
like medals, at least placed.

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

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

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

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