Luyện nghe bài hát I Am Disappeared

I having dreams
Of pioneers and ships and Bob Dylan
Of people wrapped up tight in the things that will them
Of being trapped in a lift plunging straight to the
Of open seas and ways of life we've
I keep having

Amy worked in a bar in
I went to her house and I slept beside her
She up screaming in the middle of the night
Terrified of her own
Dreams of pirate ships and Patty
Breaking a life over-rehearsed
She remember which came first
The house, the home, or the terrible
She keeps having

And on the days
When it like life weighs
Ten thousand
She's got her cowboy and
Car on the bedstand
So she can run
She could get up, and in half an hour she'll be gone

I keep having dreams of I need to do
And waking up but not following
But it feels I haven't slept at all
I wake to a silence and she's facing the wall
Posters of and of Hemingway
An compass for a sailor's escape
She says "You just can't live way"
And I my eyes and I never say
I'm still having

And on the days
When it feels like weighs
Ten tonnes
I sleep with my
One eye on the door
So I can run
I can get up, shower, and in half an hour I'll be

And morning
I am
Just an imprint on the
I'm by the roadside with my out
A car up, and Bob's driving
So I in, we don't say a word
As we pull off the sunrise
And rivers of tarmac
Are like arteries across the
We are cells alive in
The at
The beating heart of the
We are pulses
In the pathways of the sleeping of the country
We are pulses
In the pathways of the sleeping of the country
(We are electric)
In the sleeping of the country
(Sleeping of the country)
Sleeping soul of the