Luyện nghe bài hát Every Song Sung To A Dog

So it?
Eternity equates to forever walking towards without any place?
With some leashed
And the rest so up on the majesty of having two functioning feet
Don't con with comfort
Don't talk about the
In the fur shaved and sutured
In the tangle of where I lose you
is changed
And the rest of us
So we exchange our lifespans?
Or would that be a shitty
My eight decades--
sloppy, and unreal
For your thirteen of walking in one clear, pure line
Even with all this ridiculous talking I can never get
And I get any help
I can just stand here in of you and embarrass myself
So drag me out of the in a backwards baptism
Take it to the beginning
To make sure there's no revisions and we are all of one
While we watch this rewind
And I see myself there completely wasted on like a single drink
In in Baltimore
Smashing my first flip-phone on some piss-soaked alley floor
Crimes of the
Crimes of the convenience
A whole history of crimes felt more important at time
I see them all from last to as they play out in reverse
I get to find I ever lost
I get to uncast curse
See upturned motorcycle, every page from every bible
All my acid stomach mornings and my nights of deep
See those in the stables
Teenage tears and jumper
See me rattled and insane from all the strange and mangled
See that room filled up with everything consumed
A pile of everything consumed to a never-ending room
Hear every song sung to a dog on every walk with dog.