Luyện nghe bài hát Cherokee Red

in a pile of on the corner of first and park.
almost as tall as the light.
we over.
two on a black and white dyno.
my mom and dad for my birthday.
last week.
we're finding our here.
upon a time.
brothers by a knife.
you traded me secrets.
i you all of mine.
sometimes when i'm looking now.
i i could say i'm sorry.
i'm of me and you.
back when felt right.
morning we met at the playground.
we sat on the of the tractor tire.
and talked of our plans for the five days.
over some red.
sometime back in november.
we out the ice together.
the rope tied my waist.
you'd pull me back if i fall.
night.
sending signals through the open blinds flashlights.
the neighbors dog would bark till early sunrise.
some roman candles and a book of that night.
explaining burn marks in our at dinner.
headlights that ran across the wall.
we thought it might be a ufo from outer space.
and sometimes we out on the roof.
and tuned the radio the auto-rama drive in movie show