Luyện nghe bài hát Common Ground

These are not dispassionate of the cool
The headline still the editor's a fool
we douse out the flames or will everybody fuse
And leave us here tomorrow

I heard a calling out, a cry the heart
From the towns of cement and the
A whisper it's turned howl, man, he know
He was waiting for tomorrow

Nothing's left, nothing's
must be some common ground
Nothing's left, nothing's
There must be common ground

I never figure the calendars flow
Nor can I work out how the wild, wild wind
But ready from within and we're starting to go
Away from the place of no

left, nothing's found
There must be some ground
left, hold it [Incomprehensible]
There be some common ground

Oh, the wrecking fields are a terrible
With a sulfurous smell and a frightening
And the goes early and the critic is king
It's hard to stay and stand in the ring

There's no time to be absent, a or a fool
Shylock is smiling we're loaded like mules
If we ourself to industrial rules
We'll up in the wreckage of tomorrow, now

Nothing's left, nothing's
There be some common ground
Nothing's left, something's
Can we see some common