Luyện nghe bài hát Hanging From A Hit

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

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

making all my tears
Is taking all my fears
But I don't to cry
now I'm clear

A moth swerving through the sage
A crashing from a cage
A shadow by a new sun ray

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

And she says, "I polite,
And I tip and tithe,
And I see the with a well-trained eye.
But I cry,
I'm too much mine without him.

And I lie, reclined the room is quiet,
And quiet at night.
The soft silk is
And the are white,
But the wind has without him.

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

And she says,
And I ignite
And I flash fire
And I limp life
And I'm blind
And I'm live
And up my mind
with him.

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