Luyện nghe bài hát Flowers Where Your Face Should Be

Bright blue
in the weeds
Bus and barbed wire on the way to stare
At the heart of the from the Poas peak
Just like the ones 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 there behind him just off of the
She scratches his back as he sobs on the
And strikes me most is the symmetry
How they're framed just you and me
When the light from the hospital's wing
up in your hair and the sadness that pooled in my heart
Starts emptying

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 breaks in the trees
And I feel further from home than ever been
These thin lines of light across space you to me
They in my memories, back to our apartment on 2nd Street
Through the south-facing window the light catches lengths of hair
a path that you left me

Well I saw you night in my dream
But there were azaleas where face should be

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

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