Luyện nghe bài hát I Know Where The Canaries And Crows Go

Why can't we let our mouths devour other?
Why we turn those miles into inches,
letters into breath, into seconds?
(We always said we'd return to the coated jungle.)
we always said that we return
to see what of orchird our heart seeds grew.
I where the canaries go.
I know where the go.
So up the fucking phone.
I sent you a letter just the other day my friend, It
"tonight my body is crucified across the carcus that our grew.
black feathers float from the sky like it's raining lies.
Tonight my lungs are hanging a telephone wire,
choking on the broken digits of a tone.
(Tonight telephone and trucks gawk
as my ribcage snaps and snarls a venus fly trap.)
Where did our go?
did our hearts go?
Where did the go?
Our mouths are mouths.
We we'd return for our petrified hearts
put our name to the parchment a pact in the dark.
Guaze beaks may pump
and beat but sealed are secrets screaming to speak,
(So open up your and let the birds free.
So meet me under the deserted tree.
We'll eat crumpets and drink cactus tea,
pretend this dirt is sea.)
We ate the white the wedding,
ate the from the bedding,
ate the off our children,
ate the off our birth skin.
Have we wasted our whole
sucking candy coated bullets from the gun?
Every car passes on this crooked highway bears your face on it's grill.
Every headlight your shadow onto my open hear vigil.
I where the canaries go.
I know where the go.
They go fucking skeletons.