Luyện nghe bài hát Cannonball

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

I'm so far perfect
You still loved me I so far from 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 galaxy of tiny storms
The good and evil in me a bloody civil war
The missiles whistle through me the rebel pistols roar
I shiver and the final slivers of my retreat my shriveled core
I can't imagine the ever be happy like before
Before,
We're sitting in a field in Golden Park off Fulton and 4th
And I've never less alone
Just a from the home I've outgrown
Five and forty years to the right from where dad proposed
An inch above this casserole of stones, and mud
rusty needles, guitar picks, Indian tombs, and dinosaur bones
happened all at once
And the world is spinning 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 rest of our to be dry
So we stayed the edges of the sky turned light
I would have stay until our hair turned
The arrived to feast on time
Got drunk at our expense, we didn't
We let them bite, we kept on and obliged
Say "bottoms up, you've got til Tuesday so enjoy the ride!"
And I couldn't imagine that I ever be unhappy again
And I whispered in ear that this moment is already a poem
That I just figured out my first was going to be of bug bites
I'd commemorate their bloody drink by printing three circles on my ankle
Perfect and pink in 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
When I misfire and come tearing your walls
When the cocktail of and pain poisons my veins
And this carnival of carnage, this of garbage, this parking lot of carcasses
This heartbreak party drains the that remains
That I been a part of something worthwhile
To remind me of the your pulse
The measure of your
The and fall of our fortunes and our chests
spectacular triumphs and flops
That even if moment meant nothing to the universe,
It's the closest thing to God got
I'm so far from
So far it's been it