Luyện nghe bài hát Heaven, or Whatever

"You can't do whatever"
The words out of you
Like a drunk leaving a bar for a fresh new last call
You were not a man of
But did your to offer advice
You offered me "You just do whatever"
And I know what you
You meant that I choose to do, I must not be aimless
I not simply spin this globe and go wherever I stick my finger
71% of the time I will end up in the ocean
And if I do end up in the ocean I can't do whatever,
Better learn to

"You just do whatever"

The conversation came after you asked me heaven
Told me that you thought heaven would be to each person
And that each person would have own version of it
Then asked me mine would be

I was so to tell you,
"I don't one"
But you nodded head,
as if confirming a suspicion that
had robbed me of a in some stories
You "you don't have to beleive what I believe, its enough to be good.
Be good"
I will.
I will about your heaven
Your heaven be the same haircut, forever
It be a stick a dog and some distance
A lawn always needs mowing
A six-pack of pills in those short and your real teeth back
Because your dentures could never that bottle opening trick you loved to do
The first time you tried it with dentures I had nightmares for a
Because I your mouth had fallen off
Your heaven, be Austria before the war
And after you met grandma
It would be cheese sandwiches and blood sausages
Other deli meats that would ensure you would never have to entertain dinner guests
And I would never be in danger of having my stolen
heaven,
would be a stash of
Problems that you could fix with hands
I you tried to fix everything with your hands
I remember the difficult
I the bandages
They like tiny blankets, as if your knuckles had all gone off to bed
Walls that like they'd said something to get under your skin
And suddenly made to pay for it
I know you an angry man
Finger tips spent shotgun shells, bleeding smoke cocktails of gunpowder and singed plastic
You had what people would call, "a temper"
But you loved a joke,
if it was on you
Something that crack open the walls of your chest and let the wind tickle your heart
enough to let you know it was still there
You always laugh, didn't always smile
You did keep a mental ledger of you called your "send flowers list"
I thinking it was a thank you to those who got you good
But learned the truth my grandmother added a thin layer of sand to your sandwiches
Because you to make your own lunch for work
You me about it when you picked me up from school that day
You said "Grandma made the send flowers list"
And I "Because you love her so much?"
And you said "Because I'm kill her"
Of course you
Your version of meant two months before winter,
Having a take in each of her coats a few inches
So on the day she need one
She with the sudden tightness
And you stood there smiling then said "Honey, I you no matter how big you get"
She did not
And to staple your smile back into a straight face
When she told all of your at work that you had to move into the spare room
you couldn't stop farting at night
You asked me "If I had a heaven, what would it be like?"
And I told you that for such a small word, if, is just too big to wrap my belief
I would not bend to the
But now that I would've
Even if it was just to ease mind in the belief
That I could be headed to that other place you in
I tell you now how my heaven is here
It was here, in the gentle warfare of your relationship Grandma
Where volleys were back and forth
Like hockey between children who didn't care what the stats meant
My heaven would have been someone in grade five finally willing to trade me fruit roll up
For my tin of
My hell was wondering "why?" Why would you give me sardines for
My heaven would make you
I get the feeling you didn't get to do that very much
Through my hell, through the terrors and bloody noses
Through the eyes black, back, sneak attack, nap sack and winter coat hijacks
You did best to seal up the cracks in my armour and made my heaven here
I would have loved to have made you more
To make your send flowers just once
So I you now my if
If there is a
Mine would have a post
And I could letters to yours
The first would read
"Hell's not so bad, they pretty let you do whatever"