Luyện nghe bài hát Counting Down The Hours

Innocence, it don't come easy, in a it never will
Accidents mean no guilty, ignorance means someone's killed
So I asked our Mr. Mellor how to get to one's going
And he to his survival, and he points me down the road

And I go on and on to lead a low
Wondering if I got a soul and down the hours 'til it goes

On a dark wet night in April, on a street in where
I went looking for some writing that I knew not be there
And a punter from the Pelhams and the police in the
Were concerned with a car than with the fact the light had changed

But listening all morning, as I drove down 95
To a story of who were barely kept alive
I could with trying to process pigeons acting like they're doves
But not interference from the power lines above

'Cause I go on and on to lead a low
Wondering if I've got a counting down the hours 'til it goes

And precautions, yes
But if playing with a gun, well you could kill someone
And in the dark it's hard to know a
But I'm not angry, I be forever angry

As I'm walking toward tomorrow with a in my hand
And I'm about new England, and I'm missing old Japan
And a mountain in California a spring runs hot and cold
And if I told you I ageless, would you tell me I'm not old?

'Cause I go on and on to lead a low
Wondering if got a soul and counting down the hours 'til it goes
On and on to lead a low
Wondering if I've got a and counting down the hours 'til it goes