Luyện nghe bài hát Mrs. Potter's Lullaby

Well I woke up in mid-afternoon cause when it all hurts the most
I dream I never know anyone at the party and I'm always the
If dreams are movies, then memories are films about ghosts
You can never escape, you can only move south down the

Well, I am an idiot walking a tightrope of fortune and
I am an acrobat swinging through circles of flame
If you've stared off into the distance then your life is a shame
And though I'll never your face,
Sometimes I can't remember my

Hey Mrs. don't cry
Hey Mrs. I know why but
Hey Mrs. won't you talk to me

Well, there's a piece of Maria in every song I sing
And the price of a memory is the memory of the it brings
And there is one last light to turn out and one last bell to ring
And the one out of the circus has to lock up everything

Or the elephants get out and forget to remember what you said
And the ghosts of the tilt-a-whirl will linger inside of your
And the Ferris junkies will spin them forever instead
I see you a blanket of stars covers me in bed

Hey Mrs. Potter go
I said hey Mrs. Potter I don't but
Hey Mrs. won't you talk to me

All the blue light reflections that color my mind when I
And the lovesick rejections that accompany the company I
All the perceptions that cut just a little too deep
Hey I can bleed as well as anyone, but I someone to help me sleep

So I throw my hand into the air and it in the beams
It's just a brief interruption of the swirling dust jet stream
Well, I know I don't know you and you're not what you seem
Aw, but I'd like to find out
So why don't you down off that movie screen

Hey, Mrs. Potter, don't
Hey, Mrs. Potter, I for you
Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you to me

When the last king of Hollywood shatters his glass on the
And orders another. well, I what he did that for
That's when I know that I to get out cause
I been there before
So I gave up my seat at the bar and I for the door. Yeah.
We drove out to the desert just to lie beneath this bowl of stars
We up in the Palace,
Like it's the last of the pioneer town bars
Aw, we shout out these songs the clang of electric guitars
Well, you can see a miles tonight
But you can't get far
Aw, you can see a million tonight
But you get very far

Hey, Mrs. Potter, I touch and
Hey, Mrs. Potter, not much but
Hey, Mrs. Potter, you talk to me
Hey, Mrs. Potter, you talk to me
Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you to me