Luyện nghe bài hát Circle Wars

The sidewalk up weeds and cracks
A book, a and a penny and a dime
Oh, and looked behind him making sure the scene was empty
Breathed a sigh of bewilderment that it was

Not that he to see Anita coming up
With a brown bull or a box of daffodils
Yeah, the night quiet bruised his ears and him into alleys
Where the gravel was friendly under polished army heels
Under polished heels

The steps on St. Andrews the best bet
Catch a little shut eye, Anita could some
Bleed a little inside or find him in the
Hunkered down like a with mustard on his chin

Oh, then the concrete froze his ass through the in his pants
not the best time to make a martyr's point
Carl caught the corner the wind wouldn't get him
And he absentmindedly the ring 'round his finger with his thumb
Yeah, his thumb

Tomcat screams like a baby in the
Just as Carl's dreams in tight
The keeps stuttering hailstones between the boughs of a maple
So many in a one man night

And he to see the fool behind the windshield
One on the steering wheel another in the air
Trying hard to catch the jet stream to make the easy
But only grabbing for another man's life
For another man's

And Anita makes the corner from Jones wrecking yard
She been walking half the night and oh, her are tired
Why, she thinks, Carl have to take it so hard?
Is it me makes him lose who he truly think he is?

the same damn man he's always been
And I love him I always did, like always
What on earth will him feel satisfied?
I love him like I always did, like I did
Like I did

She leans against the street light him sleep
Watching him turn and turn in a pool
And she walks across the steps of St. Andrews
And stands there looking a minute or so

Yeah, she on his coat sleeve, "Carl, please let's go"
But she stands, oh, doesn't say a
And they walk side by side, not touching nor
Just walking home to face down the circle
Yeah, yeah, yeah, the wars