Luyện nghe bài hát Contrails

[feat. Tegan
I know, leaving's living, built in your bones
No one can ever escape all of ghosts
So if you walk, you better how to run
why I wrote this song
Your contrail's in broken homes
You up this pretty pearl of a hope
That I won't parade skeletons for everyone
But that's why I wrote this
That's why I wrote song
That's why I wrote this
That's why I wrote song
I know you the words, so sing along
She made the best of deaf and blind
Fashionable dress of canes and
their apparel, like a judge of character in Braille
She missed a lift, a bump, or line
But fingertips will drift and miss from time to time
And is how we find
Secrets that slipped our
wit and charm on whispered breath
Frantically fishing for familiarness on
And is just, shit, what is this?
is redress
I know her is just a comedy
Tin a crutch for crippled honesty
Her slain lame deception
astonishing, we bought it, see
Every Harry, Dick, and Tom, left her fickle palms
Palming a broken promise ring, you me?
A strong men choked on the bit
While the blind bride guides the bridle toward the
And this can end wrong
But motherfuck it, that's the reason why I wrote song
I know, your living, built in your bones
No one can escape all of their ghosts
So if you walk, you learn how to run
That's why I this song
Your contrail's in broken homes
You up this pretty pearl of a hope
That I won't your skeletons for everyone
But why I wrote this song
Lionel Terray said it the truest, I set it to
all "Conquistadors of the Useless"
What kind of fool is so stupid to a mountain do it
Then back down to the town without a picture to prove it?
I it
the moment I saw your eyes flash wide in the crowd
That you cut and run, but it's too late to turn back now
It's when those burnt black clouds submerge the in shroud
That earn that crown
And this is how we by taking the fall
another winter on straight to the thaw
One day you'll learn to strain the tea through your
And maybe the strength to proceed to the peak
Press on into the thin till I cannot breathe
I swallowed so much of my damn pride it chokes me
The real risk is not a slipped grip at the of the peak
The danger is to linger at the base of the thing
I know, leaving's your living, in your bones
No one can ever all of their ghosts
So if you walk, you learn how to run
That's why I this song
Your contrail's coated in broken
You polished up pretty pearl of a hope
That I won't parade skeletons for everyone
But that's why I wrote song
That's why I wrote song
why I wrote this song
That's why I this song
I know you know the words, so along