Luyện nghe bài hát Michael

He ties his bags his thighs
Newspaper bags filled with newspaper
And his hair, straightens his tie
But the people still stare the want to know why
He chose to fill the air with echoes of an life

all these years when she was alive
He in the corner and he built a disguise
Now that gone, the house won't rise
So he on a milk crate with a handsaw to the sky
He to fill the air with echoes of an ordinary life

So don't me man, don't call me boy anymore
Take or leave your behind and I'll cry your name in war
And there's rocks in windows Michael threw
And this window...it's for you

He out of Amherst in his second year
And now he's digging for the state
And he lays so still in the morning
'Cause having trouble sleeping late
And he pours down the concrete on 7th
And the children up slow with open hands
And as set them in, he's ashamed within
'Cause he knows that once they walk away he'll just go it up again
He chose to fill the air with echoes of an life

Oh and I should go, but can I
one more song and I'll be on my way
Don't' call me man call me boy
call me man don't call me boy

When he lost his home, and his face grew
He her dresses for a used violin
And he raised the wood and touched it to his chin
He whispered who I am, ain't nothing like the wasted man been
He chose to fill the air with echoes of an life

Far we go
We go far
We go so far you can't even see us grow