Luyện nghe bài hát Eleven Years

Stevie said now don't round they're watching us
Two in the corner of that dodgy club
And the grey eyes, the storm that come to know and wish for
Before I caught a breath, well, she was there.
We walked the of our town just talking
And the dawn broke grey and freezing through the deserted
Just when your life is and there's reason there for everything
comes to kick you up inside
Eleven sweet years and no nearer
A hundred miles through this battle zone
Still high on the wire above the darkness
Trying not to look

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

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

Forever running even we are standing still
on and fired up as the whirlwinds 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 zone
Still high on the wire above the hollow
not to look down