Luyện nghe bài hát Driving away

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

and weary now i set upon the year
and the
wrenching out of me
of light
that i get it right
and away
into the sunset
the metro may

and now across the
take your
the highway sign, trees,
parted and hoping
see the faced delicatessen
up the afternoon
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
for license plates
and stores
over is new mexico
and down is corpus
you can find my mother and me wrapped up in a
on the rocks
the ice of each others eyes
looking just now
for

there is no but past
thing else is passive
but if you seek me
me there
in a
or a gas
in my american mothers
she is too medicated
to
how to say my

say it gently, just once
for me
with the sounds of trucks and trains
with the sticks
and the skin of prayer
bathe me once
in hot oil
silence and long, days
car keys and dash lights
in the garbage
that sweet
of
weave the web too tight
don't me tonight
to me in cool lines
the wheels turning
where we go
approaches

the fire
of high and lipstick
laughing the red
her curtains
and a strand of me stuck in her mouth
wet an outsider
to the i create

the entire east comes me and i
reeling in
grip the
a good girl,
just don't know how to
thing