Luyện nghe bài hát From Here

The shimmering on the water the outline of a stranger
A silhouette of anger and
His words are cold as ice syllables of isolation
his own hatred and disgust
You can see the edge of his From Here
You can see the edge of the From Here
A of living, he's no babe in the woods
learned to walk; He's learned to fall down
He'll lend a to no one
In fear of a two-faced con man a contract on the run
Some say he to the wind
He starts where the end
He won't fight for love; He it all away
It's just a dangerous he's learned not to play