Luyện nghe bài hát I Must Belong Somewhere

Leave the bright, blue door on the white-washed
Leave the death ledger city hall
Leave the air in that rubber ball today

leave the lilac print on the linen sheet
Leave the bird you at your father's feet
Let the sideways in the crooked street remain

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

Leave the sad guitar in its hard-shell
Leave the look on your lover's face
Let the orange embers in the fireplace

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

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

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

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

Leave the talks on the trundle bed
the garden tools in the rusted shed
Leave those bad ideas in your troubled head

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

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

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

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

Leave the novelist in his tune
Leave the scientist in her cube
Let the true genius in the padded remain

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

Just leave the hot white-trash in their shopping
Leave the of war in their capitals
Let the organs in the cathedral remain

everything, it must belong somewhere
They lock the devil in the basement, God up into the air
Yeah, everything must somewhere
You know it's true, I wish leave me here
Now you know it's true, why you leave me here?