Luyện nghe bài hát End Of The Line

The end of the
Calamity at first
Now the man in me don't right
Just like a pebble in my

But you a wanderer
And a one at that
So it caught me by this venerability
That i thought i had

Oh and you Tried so to say
you wanted to
and with an aching
You spat out at the now not of words
but of a that had belonged to her

So i went to the country
the air was mild and sweet
i was in need of reprieve and intermission
To up my things and to get back upon my feet

But i cant say got the answers
For its shades of grey
But theres a in the air in mid september
And its enough my face just to
Remind me I'm well upon my way

And i feel the
Man i it tingle in my toes
How are the way that these memories do grow
Into some old french film in black and

And i the ropes
you see I've said goodbye to some lovers
Fleshed out and to each other
By invisible string it tangles me

and when that morning up fast well it
Broke the fever upon its back
and finally i felt just i should
oh the blood my fingers warm
the clearing of a two storm now done

So i went back to the
the air now bitter sweet
and subtle is the of my indifference
But strange how the
can leave a man

and i wait 'till the morning
be it hail or snow
see i do not believe in
But somewhere this mess
i may have found some to call my own

Oh and time is a
time is a of mine
in if you feel it
would you be a friend of
oh i you're a friend of mine