Luyện nghe bài hát Cicada

Maybe there's a
in the fire
Stars are for the
So you're preaching to the
road to Avalon
Is with little thorns
If we to travel on
have to stop and mourn

Some I love you
Some I hate you
days I call you Cicada

Maybe there's an
in the ear
Killing off the
you're breaking all the mirrors
Every from Babylon
Is signless and
If faith is to travel on
We'll to leave the wine

Some I love you
days I hate you
Some days I you Cicada

Maybe there's some
the Devils in your dark
Your laugh is skelter
When you've so many quarks
Every road is red on
And town's a beach
If you want to ride the
We'll have to the breach

days I love you
Some I hate you
Some days I you Cicada
nights I curse
Who I am to you
Some nights just my Cicada

House to house in the sun
Giving me the
you're the desert
Maybe you're the

Maybe an engine
We call the mind
The miles you failed to
the ken in us entwined
Every road to hell is
Every curtain
If love and stay juxtaposed
have to carry on

Some I love you
Some I hate you
Some days I you Cicada
Some nights I
Who I am to you
Some nights just my Cicada

there's an exit
In the jail we call the
We with the desperate
Like making it an art
Every road behind us is a bridge we lose
If anyone can find us we'll be reading reviews

Some days I you
days I hate you
Some I call you Cicada
Some nights I
Who I am to you
nights you're just my Cicada