Luyện nghe bài hát Eleven Years

Stevie said now don't look round watching us
Two girls in the corner of that dodgy
And the grey eyes, the storm I've come to know and wish for
I caught a breath, well, she was standing there.
We walked the streets of our town talking
And the broke grey and freezing through the deserted blocks
Just when your is stale and there's reason there for everything
Something comes to you up inside
Eleven sweet and no nearer home
A hundred thousands through this battle zone
Still on the wire above the hollow darkness
Trying not to down

No for the wicked is still how it goes
Twisted up and turning in my bed
And separation pains like a blunted
Pushing coins in the telephone
Eleven sweet years and no nearer
A thousands 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 they for you
And tell me everything you've felt, tell me everything you want to see . . .

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