Luyện nghe bài hát Cannonball

I don't know what was
But I wasn't as
I've seen daisies cannonballs above them
But if this was a
I still know that seen
Fields of daisies 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 looking you in the eye every ounce of my courage?
I hang my face to the and count the freckles on the floor
All of us, all of us are a galaxy of little storms
The and evil in me wage a bloody civil war
The missiles whistle through me the rebel pistols roar
I shiver and the slivers of my chivalry retreat my shriveled core
I can't imagine the I'll ever be happy before
Before,
We're sitting in a field in Gate Park off Fulton and 4th
And I've never felt less
Just a block from the home outgrown
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, Indian tombs, and bones
Everything all at once
And the world is spinning like a hubcap, and not because of the drugs
We hugged and laid there in others' 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 stay until our hair turned white
The mosquitoes arrived to feast on
Got drunk at our expense, we mind
We let them bite, we kept on kissing and
Say "bottoms up, you've got til Tuesday so enjoy the ride!"
And I couldn't imagine that I would ever be again
And I whispered in your ear this moment is already a poem
That I figured out my first tattoo was going 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 me, you and this moment forever linked
To remind me when I myself, when I fail everyone around me
When I misfire and come tearing through walls
the cocktail of humiliation and pain poisons my veins
And this carnival of carnage, this mansion of garbage, this parking lot of
This heartbreak party drains the spirit remains
That I have been a part of something
To remind me of the pleasure pulse
The of your breath
The and fall of our fortunes and our chests
These triumphs and flops
even if that 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