Luyện nghe bài hát I Am Disappeared

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

Amy in a bar in Exeter
I went back to her house and I slept her
She woke up screaming in the middle of the
of her own insides
Dreams of pirate ships and Hearst
Breaking through a life
She remember which came first
The house, the home, or the thirst
She keeps dreams

And on the worst
it feels like life weighs
Ten tons
got her cowboy boots and
Car keys on the
So she can run
She could get up, shower and in half an she'll be gone

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

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

And morning
I am
Just an imprint on the
I'm by the roadside my thumb out
A car pulls up, and Bob's
So I climb in, we don't say a
As we pull off into the
And these of tarmac
Are like arteries the country
We are blood alive in
The at
The beating heart of the
We are electric
In the of the sleeping soul 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 of the country