Luyện nghe bài hát Driving away

the man in the tie
led me backwards
the waving chips
i spoke fantastic, a prophet
like a piece of
where no are

and weary now i set upon the good
and the
wrenching out of me
of light
that i get it right
and walk
the metro sunset
the golden may

and now the plains
take child
the sign, banana trees,
windows parted and
see the flat delicatessen
up the afternoon
pick up little pieces of
and on way
here is the donut
here is the morning light
where i drool in chlorine
yes here is the early early i spent training

and here is the
'j's' out on his empty skin
looking for plates
and liquor
over there is new
and down is corpus
you can find my mother and me wrapped up in a
on the rocks
the numbing ice of others eyes
just like now
for

is no direction but past
every thing else is
but if you would me
seek me
in a
or a gas
in my american mothers
before she is too
to
how to say my

say it gently, once more
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, long
car and dash board lights
bears in the
sweet honeycomb
of
weave the web too tight
don't me tonight
speak to me in cool
the wheels turning
where we go
dinner

the fire
of beam and lipstick
laughing the red
her curled
wild and a of me stuck in her mouth
wet always an
to the cities i

the east comes upon me and i
in stars
grip the
a girl, really
just know how to stop
thing