Luyện nghe bài hát Little Bombs

From the 22nd
Walking down the
Looking out the window down
On

perspective lines converge
Rows of cars and buses
All the sweet trees of Atlanta burst
little bombs
Or little
Shaken by a hand
dries them off
And leaves

Life kind of empties out
a deluge than a drought
Less a giant cloud
Than an shell
a cell
Of the Hotel

On the floor
Found a on my door
outside, the sun is shining on
Those little
Those little

just kind of empties out
Less a deluge a drought
a giant mushroom cloud
Than an shell
a cell
Of the Lennox

a cell
Of the Lennox

a cell
Of the Lennox

a cell
Of the Hotel