Luyện nghe bài hát Eleven Years

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

No for the wicked is still how it goes
up and turning in my bed alone
And separation pains like a amputation
endless coins in the telephone
Eleven years and no nearer home
A hundred thousands through this battle zone
Still high on the wire the hollow darkness
Trying not to look

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

Forever running even we are standing still
Driven on and up as the whirlwinds blow
And out inside "I'm proud of you, I'm proud of you"
Ten thousand echo down the Brixton Road
sweet years and no nearer home
A hundred thousands miles through this zone
Still high on the wire the hollow darkness
not to look down