Luyện nghe bài hát I Am Disappeared (Songbook Version)

I keep dreams
Of pioneers and pirate and Bob Dylan
Of people wrapped up tight in the things that will them
Of trapped in a lift plunging straight to the bottom
Of open seas and ways of life forgotten
I having dreams

Amy worked in a bar in
I went back to her and I slept beside her
She woke up screaming in the of the night
Terrified of her own
Dreams of ships and Patty Hearst
Breaking through a life
She can't remember which first
The house, the home, or the thirst
She keeps dreams

And on the worst
When it feels like life 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 she'll be

I keep having of things I need to do
And waking up but not following
But it feels like I slept at all
When I wake to a silence and facing the wall
of Dylan and of Hemingway
An antique compass for a escape
She you just can't live this way
And I close my eyes and I say
I'm having dreams

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

And come
I am
Just an on the bedsheets
I'm by the roadside with my out
A car up, and Bob's driving
So I in
We don't say a
As we pull off into the
And rivers
Of
Are like across the country
We are blood cells in the bloodstream
The beating heart of the
We are electric
In the pathways of the soul of the country
We are electric
In the pathways of the sleeping soul of the
We are pulses
The soul of the country
The sleeping soul of the