Luyện nghe bài hát More Yellow Birds

Is your jewelry still in the sand?
Out on the coast, or into the brine
You left rings on the shoreline
So you wouldn't them, swimming in the shallows

A plastic soft sweaty children far from home
On vacation not your very own

And the Captain Howdy lit, upon my
And he left me with sulfur, and rooms full of
I fell in snakes, in the poisoned ranks of strangers
Please send me yellow birds for the dim interior

Will my recognize my voice in hell?
Will he still be blind or do they go by
Will you me not to rest me out at sea?
But on a river boat that's rickety

I'll never find my pony the rolling swells
A muddy river or a lake do me well
With of amber sundowns and muted thunderstorms
A sunken barge's with the cold rusty bells