Luyện nghe bài hát Holding Pattern

Six o'clock, the crickets
The sky fills up with
Was it the or a southbound train
That woke me up last
It's just this game, makes me
I where we're going
a path for earth to pass
I just we could stop

in circles
Far the ground
Waiting to put this down

Where was I night?
Where was I this
What is is not real life
At it isn't boring
I can't open my to speak
I can't my eyes
press pause, wrap me in gauze
And turn the off

in circles
Far the ground
to put this thing down

Around in
Far the ground
Waiting to put this down

Whoa, oh, waiting to put this down