Luyện nghe bài hát Emily

The meadowlark and the and the sparrow
Set to the sky in a spree, for the sport of the pharaoh
A little while the Pharisees dragged comb through the meadow
Do you remember what they called up to you and me, in our

There is a light on the pines tonight
Sun pouring wine, lord, or
Down into the of the birches
And the of the churches
Jutting out from the
The yoke, and the axe, and the old smokestacks and the bale and the
And sloped like it was dragged from a rope
In the of the south below

We've seen mountains kneeling, felten and grey
We thought our very would up and melt away
From that snow in the night
going
And
And the stirring of wind
In the
In the
Helps me my way back in
From the place where I have

And, - I saw you last night by the river
I you were skipping little stones across the surface of the water
Frowning at the angle where were lost, and slipped under forever,
In a mud-cloud, mica-spangled, like the sky'd been breathing on a

- I sat by your side, by the water
You taught me the names of the overhead that I wrote down in my ledger
Though all I knew of the rote universe were pleiades loosed in december
I you I'd set them to verse so I'd always remember

the meteorite is a source of the light
And the meteor's what we see
And the meteoroid is a stone devoid of the fire that propelled it to thee

And the meteorite's just what the light
And the how it's perceived
And the meteoroid's a bone thrown from the void lies quiet in offering to thee

You and lay a cold compress upon the mess I'm in
Threw the window wide and Amen! Amen! Amen!
The whole - stopped - to hear you hollering
You looked down and saw now what was

The lines are fadin' in my
Though I never known the way to border 'em in
So the mouths of baboons and sows and the grouse and the horse and the hen
Grope at the of the looming lake that was once a tidy pen
And the mail is late and the estates are not lit from within
The talk in town's becoming downright

In due time we will see the far butte lit by a
I've seen your bravery, and I will follow you
And row through the time
Gone
healthy all of a sudden
In search of the
Who help me
Who help me
Help me my way back in
There are worries where I've

Say, say, say in the lee of the bay; be bothered
Leave your here where the tugboats shear the water from the water
by furrows, curling back, like a match held up to a newspaper
Emily, they'll follow your by the letter
And I this claim, and I'm not ashamed to say I know you better
they've seen is just a beam of your sun that banishes winter

Let us go! Though we know a hopeless endeavor
The ties that bind, they are barbed and spined and hold us close
Though there is would help me come to grips with a sky that is gaping and yawning
There is a song I with on my lips as you sailed your great ship towards the morning

Come on home, the are all grown knee-deep by now
Blossoms all have fallen, and the ruins the plow
Peonies nod in the and while they wetly bow, with
Hydrocephalitic listlessness mop up-a their brow

And everything wings is restless, aimless, drunk and dour
The butterflies and birds at hot, ungodly hours
And my clay-colored motherlessness reclines
Come on home, now! All my are dolorous with vines

Pa pointed out to me, for the time tonight
The way the ladle leads to a dirt-red of light
Squint and listen -
Loving him, we move his borders:
Just in the stars' set order

We stand for a century

With our heads
In the daylight at this thing
Joy

In bodies don't keep
with the sweetness of being
Till we be
Told; take
Eat

Told, the meteorite is the of the light
And the meteor's what we see
And the meteoroid is a stone that's devoid of the fire propelled it to thee

And the meteorite's just what causes the
And the how it's perceived
And the meteoroid's a bone thrown from the void that lies quiet in to thee