Luyện nghe bài hát Driving away

the man in the tie
led me talking
across the waving
i spoke fantastic, like a
like a of blood
no doors are

and weary now i set upon the year
and the
wrenching out of me
ready of
i might get it right
and walk
the metro sunset
the golden may

and now across the
take child
the highway sign, trees,
windows parted and
see the faced delicatessen
up the afternoon
pick up little pieces of
and on way
is the donut shop
here is the early morning
where i would in chlorine
yes here is the early mornings i spent training

and here is the
chasing 'j's' out on his skin
for license plates
and liquor
over there is new
and down there is
you can find my mother and me up in a warm
scotch on the
the numbing ice of each others
looking just now
for

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

say it gently, just once
for me
with the sounds of trucks and distant
with the sticks
and the skin of prayer
me once again
in hot oil
silence and long, days
car keys and dash board
in the garbage
that sweet
of
don't weave the web too
catch me tonight
speak to me in cool
the steering turning
where we go
approaches

the fire
of beam and lipstick
the red midwest
her curtains
wild and a strand of me in her mouth
wet an outsider
to the cities i

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