Luyện nghe bài hát I Must Belong Somewhere

Leave the bright, blue door on the wall
Leave the death ledger city hall
Leave the joyful air in rubber ball today

Just leave the print on the linen sheet
Leave the you killed at your father's feet
Let the sideways rain in the crooked street

Leave the whimpering dog in his kennel
the dead starlet on her pedestal
Leave the acid kids in their green fishbowls

the sad guitar in its hard-shell case
Leave the worried on your lover's face
Let the orange embers in the remain

'Cause everything, it must somewhere
A train, off in the distance, bicycle chained to the
Everything, it must somewhere
I know that now, that's why I'm staying

Leave the ocean's roar in turquoise shell
the widower in his private hell
Leave the liberty in that bell today

Just leave the epic on its yellowed page
Leave the gray macaw in his covered
Let the traveling on the interstate remain

'Cause everything, it must somewhere
in California, televisions in Times Square, yeah
Everything, it must belong
I know that now, why I'm staying here
Oh, I that now, that's why I'm staying here

Leave the secret on the trundle bed
Leave the garden tools in the shed
Leave those bad in your troubled head today

Just leave the restless in his old hotel
Leave the homeless man, out in that cardboard
Let the painted horse on the remain

'Cause everything, it belong somewhere
Just like the gold around finger or the silver in his hair
Yeah, everything must belong
And I know now, that's why I'm staying here
Oh, I know now, that's why I'm staying here

In truth, the forest hears sound
blade of grass as it lies down
The requires no audience
No witnesses, no

Leave the old town drunk on his wooden
Leave the autumn in that swimming pool
Leave the poor, black in his crumbling school today

Leave the novelist in his daydream
Leave the scientist in her Rubik's
Let the true in the padded room remain

the horse's hair on the slanted bow
Leave the slot machines on the
the cauliflower in the casserole today

Just the hot white-trash in their shopping malls
the hawks of war in their capitals
Let the organs moan in the remain

everything, it must belong somewhere
They the devil in the basement, threw God up into the air
Yeah, everything must somewhere
You it's true, I wish you'd leave me here
Now you it's true, why don't you leave me here?