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

Splintered and cracked rungs
flames and black lungs
Climbing only me closer to drowning
Effort only speeds embers to rain down

This waves crash up
Against the varnished sides of the
Whose securely insulate
My heart from the

But these, tides persist
Rust grows by the
Corrosion to decay
This tired and old
Can't take more of the cold
Before it breaks glass

I've drawn and quartered
My limbs anchored to spirited
Who tear opposite speeds
I've had my turn, crashed, I've burned
catastrophe
It's been right here in of me

is of epic proportions
The of enlightenment
is a divination which I alone am privy to
My fears have been suffocated by
My bow has detected
Your beacons along the

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

So I will grab my
And my shovel across the ground
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 this final place
So me a tombstone
Engrave it by with
"The boy who Mishandled heart"

My last are to those
Who'll soon eat my

I've been and quartered
My limbs anchored to spirited
Who tear opposite speeds
I've had my turn, I've crashed, I've
catastrophe
You've been right in front of me