Luyện nghe bài hát Eleven Years

Stevie said now don't look round they're us
Two girls in the corner of dodgy club
And the grey eyes, the storm that I've to know and wish for
I caught a breath, well, she was standing there.
We the streets 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
Something to kick you up inside
sweet years and no nearer home
A hundred thousands miles through this battle
Still on the wire above the hollow darkness
Trying not to look

No Rest for the wicked is how it goes
Twisted up and turning in my bed
And separation pains like a blunted
Pushing endless coins in the
sweet years and no nearer home
A hundred thousands miles this battle zone
Still high on the above the hollow darkness
Trying not to look

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

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