Luyện nghe bài hát Epitaph

I'm and afraid
The colors of sound like a shape
The of words you never could say
And I'm torn
In the sun, is red
The of an old record player
The in the salt of her hair
And no decision

I knew a girl
were splinters from her thoughts
Unless you a god
With kindness in her
You're a one
With a for pushing boys off a cliff
And the messy eyes of ink-splattered
And it's all found in a

I need nothing than my problems
Just let me know when found them
You've got mirth and I've got snow
Eyes fell and come up since

Dare me, me
Oh

I know a place out beyond pines
Where the sky falls with the cumulus cries
A song for a January type
I tame my heart
I blind my eyes
The river is an
And the is a church
For a inclination
That is a curse
I'm a writer
I'm an fool
I'm a excuse for poetry
to play it cool
I'm just trying to it cool

I nothing more than my problems
Just let me when you've found them
got tact and I've got bravado
I'm a ghost and you are a

I need more than my problems
Just let me know when found them
You've got mirth and I've got hands
Eyes fell and haven't up since

Dare me, me
Oh,