Luyện nghe bài hát Eleven Years

Stevie said now look round they're watching us
Two girls in the of that dodgy club
And the grey eyes, the storm that I've to know and wish for
Before I a breath, well, she was standing there.
We walked the streets of our town talking
And the dawn broke grey and through the deserted blocks
Just when life is stale and there's reason there for everything
Something comes to you up inside
Eleven years and no nearer home
A thousands miles through this battle zone
Still high on the above the hollow darkness
Trying not to down

No Rest for the wicked is still how it
Twisted up and in my bed alone
And separation pains like a amputation
Pushing coins in the telephone
Eleven sweet years and no nearer
A hundred thousands miles this battle zone
Still high on the wire above the darkness
Trying not to down

So rest in these open and lie until they come for you
And tell me everything you've ever felt, tell me you want to see . . .

running even when we are standing still
Driven on and fired up as the blow
And shouting out inside "I'm of you, I'm proud of you"
Ten footsteps echo down the Brixton Road
Eleven years and no nearer home
A hundred thousands miles through this battle
Still high on the above the hollow darkness
Trying not to down