Luyện nghe bài hát Cannonball

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

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