Luyện nghe bài hát Flowers Where Your Face Should Be

Bright hydrangeas
Lost in the
Bus stops and barbed wire on the way to
At the of the earth from the Poas peak
Just like the ones we grew back in Jersey
Hung down, drying out for the wedding

There's a man with his in his hands on the sidewalk
His wife's there behind him off of the street
She scratches his back as he sobs on the
And what me most is the symmetry
How they're framed just you and me
When the light from the hospital's wing
Tangles up in your hair and the that pooled in my heart
Starts emptying

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

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

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

of us in the morning sun
Sleeping under the 101
She takes off his and she falls asleep again
They don't got but goddamn they got love

I saw you last night in my
I'm gonna marry you underneath driftwood from Crescent