Luyện nghe bài hát I Am Disappeared (Songbook Version)

I keep dreams
Of and pirate ships and Bob Dylan
Of people wrapped up in the things that will kill them
Of being trapped in a lift straight to the bottom
Of open and ways of life we've forgotten
I keep dreams

Amy in a bar in Exeter
I back to her house and I slept beside her
She woke up in the middle of the night
of her own insides
Dreams of pirate ships and Hearst
Breaking a life over-rehearsed
She can't remember which first
The house, the home, or the terrible
She having dreams

And on the worst
When it feels life weighs ten thousand tons
She's got her cowboy boots and car keys on the
So she can run
She can get up, shower, and in half an she'll be gone

I having dreams of things I need to do
And up but not following through
But it feels like I haven't at all
When I wake to a silence and she's facing the
of Dylan and of Hemingway
An antique for a sailor's escape
She you just can't live this way
And I my eyes and I never say
I'm still having

And on the days
When it feels life weighs ten thousand tons
I sleep my passport
One eye on the door
So I can run
I can get up, shower, and in an hour I'll be gone

And morning
I am
Just an on the bedsheets
I'm by the roadside with my out
A car pulls up, and driving
So I in
We say a word
As we off into the sunrise
And rivers
Of
Are like across the country
We are blood cells in the bloodstream
The beating of the country
We are electric
In the of the sleeping soul of the country
We are electric
In the pathways of the sleeping soul of the
We are pulses
The sleeping of the country
The sleeping of the country