Luyện nghe bài hát Moonlight

Yawn awake, familiar
All rooms are pretty much the same
Although the room number might
Catch a glimpse of within the lighter's flame

There's always a window and so changes the
Affording a to the answer that's owing
we might be and where we might be going

There's no fixed address but the band, as a suburb
Catch a reflection, it's going
As we're in any direction
So press your against the window
outside at emptiness

Tell a joke or take a
Take a at every mile
Lock the and start the engine
'Cause it's gonna be a

a joke, take a piss
Take a picture at every
the van, close the door
Quince, I think it's gonna be a

The climates flay
Undress themselves at the of the road
at the union between failure and hope

[Incomprehensible] highway line, [Incomprehensible] on the
and turn, and tell a story like the palm of your hand
Buckle up and wonder, watching the skies
up and flounder in the blink of an eye

The flay themselves
themselves at the side of the road
Commute at the union between and hope

our weakness into
Turn our into
Turn our questions into as obvious

Turn our weakness might, oh
Turn our blindness into
Turn our into answers just as obvious
As in the darkest, darkest night
As moonlight in the darkest, night