Luyện nghe bài hát Cannonball

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

I'm so far perfect
You still loved me when I so far from it
If I'm so brave why does looking you in the eye take every of my courage?
I hang my face to the linoleum and count the freckles on the
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 the rebel pistols roar
I shiver and the final of my chivalry retreat my shriveled core
I can't imagine the ever be happy like before
Before,
We're in a field in Golden Gate Park off Fulton and 4th
And I've never felt alone
Just a from the home I've outgrown
feet and forty years to the right from where dad proposed
An inch above casserole of stones, grass and mud
rusty needles, lost guitar picks, Indian tombs, and bones
Everything all at once
And the world is spinning a hubcap, and not just because of the drugs
We and laid there in each others' arms all night
Even the sprinklers cried 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 stay until our hair turned white
The mosquitoes arrived to feast on
Got at our expense, we didn't mind
We let them bite, we kept on and obliged
Say "bottoms up, you've only got til so enjoy the ride!"
And I couldn't imagine that I would ever be unhappy
And I in your ear that this moment is already a poem
That I just figured out my tattoo was going to be of bug bites
Decided I'd commemorate their bloody drink by printing three on my ankle
Perfect and pink in ink
The beautiful wounds that keep me, you and this moment forever linked
To remind me when I fail myself, I fail everyone around me
When I misfire and come through your walls
When the of humiliation and pain poisons my veins
And carnival of carnage, this mansion of garbage, this parking lot of carcasses
This heartbreak party the spirit that remains
That I have been a part of worthwhile
To remind me of the pleasure your
The measure of your
The and fall of our fortunes and our chests
These spectacular triumphs and
That if that moment meant nothing to the universe,
It's the closest to God I've got
I'm so far perfect
So far it's worth it