Luyện nghe bài hát Dark Room

The town is
A of windmills waits, their stupid heads turning
Stirring the night's

Bundles of vapour hang over the
Whose blink and loll like sleepy eyelids
The moth in the breathes with its prehistoric parts
I the night snicker.

It was here,
among the litter and old Valentines
I my coma leaking
A branch punched a
In the quiet was keeping me
and

All the sleep out

Rolling over the in a dark warm wave
of the orphan choirs threaten to overwhelm
Speeding through the skeletons of
Pulling their bodies

The wind's terrible symphony out my longing by the toes
My ears emptied and renamed
The slid off like a bubble of oil and
pitifully under the choirmaster's heel
I was gutted and clinging on like a rag ---

But so on with believing
That when the introduced itself
I put my finger in its