Luyện nghe bài hát Eleven Years

Stevie said now don't look round watching us
Two girls in the corner of dodgy club
And the eyes, the storm that 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 dawn broke grey and freezing through the blocks
Just when your life is stale and there's reason for everything
Something to kick you up inside
Eleven sweet and no nearer home
A hundred miles through this battle zone
Still high on the wire the hollow darkness
Trying not to down

No for the wicked is still 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 the hollow darkness
Trying not to down

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

Forever running even when we are still
Driven on and fired up as the whirlwinds
And shouting out "I'm proud 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 darkness
Trying not to look