Luyện nghe bài hát Cherokee Red

in a pile of trash on the of first and park.
almost as as the street light.
we over.
two on a black and white dyno.
my mom and dad for my birthday.
last week.
we're our fortune here.
upon a time.
brothers by a knife.
you traded me secrets.
i you all of mine.
sometimes i'm looking back 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 side of the tire.
and talked of our for the next five days.
some cherokee red.
sometime in late november.
we out the ice together.
the rope around my waist.
you'd pull me if i would fall.
night.
sending signals through the open blinds flashlights.
the neighbors dog would bark early morning sunrise.
some roman and a book of matches that night.
explaining burn in our clothes at dinner.
headlights ran across the bedroom wall.
we thought that it might be a ufo outer space.
and we crawled out on the roof.
and the radio into the auto-rama drive in movie show