Luyện nghe bài hát I Am A Heart, Watson. The Rest Of Me Is Mere Appendix

Splintered soles and rungs
flames and black lungs
Climbing brings me closer to drowning
Effort only speeds burning embers to rain

This waves crash up
the varnished sides of the hull
Whose walls insulate
My heart from the

But these, these persist
grows by the inch
Corrosion turns to
This tired and old
Can't much more of the cold
Before it breaks glass

I've been drawn and
My limbs to spirited steeds
Who tear with opposite
I've had my turn, crashed, I've burned
Through
It's been right here in of me

is of epic proportions
The essence of
This is a divination which I alone am to
My fears have been by vindication
My vessel's bow has
Your along the shore

I've been drawn and
My limbs anchored to steeds
Who with opposite speeds
I've had my turn, I've crashed, I've
Through
It's been right in front of me

So I grab my pale
And drag my shovel across the
But I'm not striding
Building sand and moats
I'm off to dig my own

No service is needed, no eulogy
All I need's final resting place
So build me a
Engrave it by with
"The boy who Mishandled heart"

My last goodbyes are to
Who'll soon eat my

I've drawn and quartered
My limbs to spirited steeds
Who with opposite speeds
I've had my turn, crashed, I've burned
Through
You've been right here in of me