Luyện nghe bài hát Corrugated Tin Facade

Look at mess
He thought he was God
She in the autumn
His face a beaten dog
Now he's become everything you hate
He's just in time to be too
His are like snowflakes
His lies are
the old man
and his possessions
He can't play guitar but he does try hard
Pens from rooms, old library card
and whatnots, blood in his boots
Sun in his eyes, an achor of roots
Clocks on wall, fish in the ocean
Solitude, faith, suspicion,
The whole in his stomach like words
He dreams and imagines his face like
He he can't live without his greatest fears
And nothing's more beautiful
a tears...

Cardboard full of regrets
He his remorse like you feed your pets
Voices in his head all said, "live a day" but
The look in his eyes makes him a dead
The bough he breaks, the line that he draws
He fell in love with the that nobody saw
As as he came, as far as he stood,
He her with his mouth as hard as he could
Most people change they enter the door
They walk home from and remember the war
He's digging a ditch, and the day piling
Dirt until it hurt and went away
Alone and heartbroken, the way he likes it
Only the loneliness knows him
And nothing seems to work, wrong
He watches her brushing her long, hair