Luyện nghe bài hát Hanging From A Hit

What this night wants is what it
Strung in silken
Lit by flaring side by side,
With the all wet,
As the thing that's bright.

And I need to cross that bridge
I find I'm or sailing over the pit tonight
I'm from a hit tonight
Was wild to order up and toss across my lips

What's making all my
Is all my fears away
But I don't to cry
Because now I'm

A that's swerving through the sage
A creature crashing a cage
A vaporized by a new sun ray

A day she spends the
And I can hear her
As she's almost on one side
I lie back on my
And ask her husband is like

And she says, "I polite,
And I tip and tithe,
And I see the sights a well-trained eye.
But I cry,
Because I'm too much mine him.

And I lie, where the room is quiet,
And quiet at night.
The silk is fine
And the are white,
But the wind has died him.

And I my smiles,
And I my wires and I need my stripes.
And I read the lines I lid my eyes,
And I'm losing without him.

And she says,
And I inside
And I flash fire
And I limp from
And I'm blind
And I'm surging
And up my mind
with him.

And then every dream
Turns to flames, to grey and is dying
And the smoke rises
A white, blank, bare, sky.