Luyện nghe bài hát Flowers Where Your Face Should Be

Bright hydrangeas
Lost in the
Bus stops and barbed on the way to stare
At the heart of the earth the Poas peak
Just the ones that we grew back in Jersey
Hung upside down, out for the wedding

There's a man with his head in his hands on the
His wife's behind him just off of the street
She scratches his back as he on the asphalt
And strikes me most is the symmetry
How framed just like you and me
When the light from the eastern wing
Tangles up in your hair and the sadness that in my heart
Starts slowly

Well I saw you last night in my
And were hydrangeas where your face should be

The redwoods lonely and lunar and distant
The sun comes in fragments through in the trees
And I feel further from than I've ever been
These lines of light across space tether you to me
They pull in my memories, back to our on 2nd Street
Through the south-facing window the light catches lengths of your
Like a path that you me

Well I saw you last in my dream
But there were azaleas where your should be

of us in the morning sun
Sleeping under the 101
She takes off his glasses and she falls again
They got much but goddamn they got love

I saw you night in my dream
I'm gonna you underneath driftwood from Crescent City