Luyện nghe bài hát Cannonball

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

I'm so far from
You still loved me when I so far deserved it
If I'm so brave why does you in the eye take every ounce of my courage?
I hang my face to the linoleum and count the freckles on the
All of us, all of us are a galaxy of little storms
The good and in me wage a bloody civil war
The missiles whistle through me then the rebel roar
I and the final slivers of my chivalry retreat my shriveled core
I can't imagine the I'll ever be like before
Before,
We're sitting in a in Golden Gate Park off Fulton and 4th
And I've never less alone
Just a block the home I've outgrown
Five feet and forty to the right from where dad proposed
An inch this casserole of stones, grass and mud
rusty needles, guitar picks, Indian tombs, and dinosaur bones
happened all at once
And the world is spinning like a hubcap, and not just because of the
We hugged and laid there in others' arms all night
Even when the cried on us we didn't mind
We had the of our lives to be dry
So we stayed the edges of the sky turned light
I would have until our hair turned white
The arrived to feast on time
Got drunk at our expense, we didn't
We let them bite, we on kissing and obliged
Say "bottoms up, you've only got til so enjoy the ride!"
And I imagine that I would ever be unhappy again
And I whispered in ear that this moment is already a poem
That I just figured out my first tattoo was to be of bug bites
Decided I'd their bloody drink by printing three circles on my ankle
and pink in permanent ink
The beautiful wounds that will keep me, you and this forever linked
To remind me I fail myself, when I fail everyone around me
I misfire and come tearing through your walls
When the cocktail of humiliation and pain poisons my
And carnival of carnage, this mansion of garbage, this parking lot of carcasses
This party drains the spirit that remains
That I have a part of something worthwhile
To remind me of the pleasure your
The of your breath
The rise and of our fortunes and our chests
These spectacular triumphs and
That even if that meant nothing to the universe,
It's the closest thing to God got
I'm so far from
So far it's been it