Luyện nghe bài hát Driving away

the man in the tie
led me talking
across the waving
i fantastic, like a prophet
a piece of blood
where no are

and weary now i set the good year
and the
out of me every
ready of
that i get it right
and away
into the metro
the metro may

and now the plains
take child
the highway sign, trees,
windows parted and
see the flat faced
sweeping up the
pick up little of meetings
and on way
here is the shop
is the early morning light
where i would drool in
yes here is the early mornings i spent training

and here is the
chasing 'j's' out on his empty
looking for license
and stores
over there is new
and there is corpus
you can find my mother and me up in a warm
on the rocks
the ice of each others eyes
looking like now
for

is no direction but past
every else is passive
but if you would me
seek me
in a
or a gas
in my mothers arms
she is too medicated
to
how to say my

say it gently, once more
for me
with the sounds of trucks and distant
with the gold
and the skin of prayer
me once again
in hot oil
silence and long, long
car keys and dash board
bears in the
that sweet
of
don't the web too tight
don't catch me
speak to me in lines
the steering wheels
where we go
dinner

the light
of high and lipstick
the red midwest
her curled
wild and a strand of me in her mouth
wet always an
to the cities i

the east comes upon me and i
in stars
grip the
a good girl,
don't know how to stop
this