Luyện nghe bài hát Map Of The World (Part II)

You La Pieta
The dotted
The holy flapping
White carving darkness
And you traced thoughts on the tablecloth
As you speaking

So when you
I grabbed the white and telling
And I it out into the empty streets
And I and I laid it to see what I could see

I led my along the latitudes
Across the folds and white
And along the way
My my horse slid off sideways and was gone

I mourned and forgot about it
I resumed the
The latitudes and are calling me
stringing me out across the seas forever

say
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I run along the dotted
And I grab my flapping
And the global winds rush me
Shouting this is
A fling to the global edge
That the vast expanse

To where the meet like relay-runners
To where the snow caps do and the try
I one arm up to the sky
To touch a speck - an flies
And a stick-figure on the side
He back to me

He
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A with briefcase and a business suit and tie
He walks across the perfect
(You mean the lawn?)
And he stands there at the
Of the golden tower

He says, "I get to work today
I to get inside somehow"
But the office tower
Was a cliff the sun was setting on
So he, so he ran up along the cliff and was forever

He
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You were us when we held
Our meetings at the edge of the
La pieta, broad topics like life and
Is dinner yet?
Yes, it's a map of the

I run along the line
Beyond the tops
Past the ice floes
And the outlying
And I circle to see what I can see

I can see ten men of the
Ten pegs the plains
Ten men with faces
west where night erases
Shadows in the
Where the faces of the Kremlin to be

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