Luyện nghe bài hát Cannonball

I don't what was wrong
But I wasn't as
I've seen daisies hold cannonballs them
But if this was a
I still know that I've
Fields of hold cannonballs above them

I'm so far from
You loved me when I so far from deserved it
If I'm so brave why does looking you in the eye take every ounce of my
I hang my to the linoleum and count the freckles on the floor
All of us, all of us are a galaxy of tiny storms
The good and evil in me wage a bloody war
The missiles whistle through me then the rebel roar
I shiver and the final slivers of my chivalry retreat my core
I can't the I'll ever be happy like before
Before,
We're in a field in Golden Gate Park off Fulton and 4th
And I've never less alone
Just a block from the home I've
Five and forty years to the right from where dad proposed
An inch this casserole of stones, grass and mud
rusty needles, lost guitar picks, tombs, and dinosaur bones
Everything all at once
And the is spinning like a hubcap, and not just because of the drugs
We hugged and laid there in each arms all night
Even when the sprinklers cried on us we mind
We had the rest of our to be dry
So we stayed until the edges of the sky light
I would have stay our hair turned white
The mosquitoes to feast on time
Got at our expense, we didn't mind
We let bite, we kept on kissing and obliged
Say "bottoms up, you've got til Tuesday so enjoy the ride!"
And I imagine that I would ever be unhappy again
And I whispered in your ear that this moment is a poem
That I just figured out my first tattoo was going to be of bug
Decided I'd commemorate their drink by printing three circles on my ankle
Perfect and pink in ink
The beautiful that will keep me, you and this moment forever linked
To remind me I fail myself, when I fail everyone around me
When I and come tearing through your walls
When the cocktail of humiliation and pain my veins
And this of carnage, this mansion of garbage, this parking lot of carcasses
This heartbreak party drains the spirit that
That I have been a part of something
To me of the pleasure your pulse
The measure of your
The rise and of our fortunes and our chests
These triumphs and flops
That even if that meant nothing to the universe,
It's the closest to God I've got
I'm so far from
So far been worth it