Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Flowers, Bottles, Bluegrass, And Bones

The first I met you
was up on the
with on Tuesday
and roses in
You me a kiss
As strong as the
That swirl through the
of China

I stood and I
At the brass of St.
the beggers
are more wishing then praying
Heard the
the gates of bay meadows
or was it the
Of hearts in the

Give me heart
and take my ring,
Give me heart
And break this string,
I've of room
for improvement, you see
and a fool
Fake thing called love

I stood and I
at the stones
flowers, bottles,
Bluegrass and

the signs of the mourner
the shit the dogs
the and the tears
in the interment

So I through the day
until boredom was
the gulls
in the garbage singing
where the in the harbor
nothing to say
about the and the shit
that in the bay

If I see you
It will be up on the
with on Tuesday
and roaches to
We'll be crying and
or and stones
For Flowers, Bottles,
and bones