Luyện nghe bài hát Concrete

November in a rainstorm, the truest truth I ever
The sound of babies crying in a hospital
Oh, like a bed of rushes, they love out on the concrete floor
Names, and dates, and faces I can't remember anymore

We could hardly tell the between one year and another
Sun like pouring whiskey, like shedding skins of lovers
And, I grew up with magic; free and wild as
Pushing for the boundary, pushing the edges of the concrete

I'm the girl that bought a round-trip the Rubicon
And I'm not sure that even I know I'm coming from

Sentimental when I was just fourteen
I hear Astaire and Rogers tap their way across the screen
Oh, bullied and belittled, the sun set in the concrete
I wore my sister's black skirt, all dressed up for

We could tell the difference between the shouting and the quiet
It was the path of least resistance to stage my own private
And the walls like Babel, down around my feet
Rhyme in deliverance rising through the wreckage and the concrete

I'm the that bought a round-trip cross the Rubicon
I'm not sure that even I where I'm coming from

For a who loves her words, yeah, she loves her silence more
Found a better example of what and tongues are for
is truth in your arm's love, there is truth in this song
There is truth in the and the nails that our lives are built upon