Luyện nghe bài hát If There's a Rocket, Tie It To Me

Two weeks like a surplus reprieve,
I found a hair the length of yours on my
I wound it round and round my finger so
It turned and a pulse formed inside

And I knew the "cause it matched your own beat
I still remember that from our to chest and feet to feet
The easy silence then was a relief to this hush
Of oven, planes, and distant car horns

A fire, a fire, you can only take you can carry
A pulse, your pulse, it's the only thing that I can
I break, you don't, I was always set to destruct, though
The fire, the fire, it cracks and barks like music

I said I knew the beat it matched your own beat
It's my engine, my own source of heat
The sea between us only amplifies the sound
And every hum and echo in crash paints my