Luyện nghe bài hát I Am Disappeared (Songbook Version)

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

Amy in a bar in Exeter
I went back to her house and I beside her
She woke up in the middle of the night
Terrified of her own
Dreams of pirate ships and Hearst
through a life over-rehearsed
She can't remember which came
The house, the home, or the terrible
She keeps having

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

I keep having of things I need to do
And waking up but not through
But it feels like I slept at all
When I wake to a and she's facing the wall
of Dylan and of Hemingway
An antique compass for a escape
She says you just can't this way
And I my eyes and I never say
I'm still having

And on the worst
When it feels like weighs ten thousand tons
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 on the bedsheets
I'm by the with my thumb out
A car pulls up, and Bob's
So I in
We don't say a
As we pull off the sunrise
And these
Of
Are like across the country
We are cells alive in the bloodstream
The heart of the country
We are electric
In the of the sleeping soul of the country
We are pulses
In the pathways of the sleeping soul of the
We are electric
The sleeping soul of the
The sleeping soul of the