Luyện nghe bài hát Gossamer Thin

Rings his eyes
down his arm
His fans are and his friends are alarmed
His doesn't talk
when he's gone
Counts every in his new entourage

And all gossamer thin
of the dial, bohemians
And dance, turnin' in style
Twirl 'round the room, and smile
And they sit at his feet, read
Swoon with each word he

She the new pope
She's not of hell
They once a week at a secret motel
She his neck, she plays with his hair
Her sound like pleasure, her moans like despair

And spread gossamer thin
to the edge, frayed at the ends
And no business of mine
They can love than one at a time
But they're pushing their
Hard but they
Risk it all for

Now I walk in some kind of altered state
The drink in my hand is to shake
I get to it if it has to stay this way
A new bunch of flowers I'll have to

I want to eat
Or get out of bed
Try to recall the therapist said
Ego and Id
The Self
You are who you are and you are someone

But I'm worn gossamer
Like delicate arch, by the wind
a glass psyche at stake
Throw me a brick, see if it
'Cause the mind and the aren't quite the same
But they both want out of this