Luyện nghe bài hát Highbird

The had an old table fan,
a red telephone and a stained bed.
The streets were with drums and smoke,
they playing songs for the dead.
And the went on and on,
while we danced and and drank up in our room.
And the sea layed like a big toad,
in the of the moon.
down the winding road,
on the radio.
The sun was like a grown with a fever,
and a big halo.
She sat back her eyes closed,
like an eagle.
She is the of my eye and the eagle
of my life.
I get to her
I get to her
one day.
She promised.