Luyện nghe bài hát Mrs. Potter's Lullaby

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

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

Hey Mrs. Potter cry
Hey Mrs. I know why but
Hey Mrs. Potter you talk to me

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

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

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

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

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

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

When the last king of Hollywood shatters his on the floor
And orders another. well, I wonder he did that for
That's when I know that I to get out cause
I have there before
So I gave up my seat at the bar and I for the door. Yeah.
We drove out to the desert to lie down beneath this bowl of stars
We up in the Palace,
Like it's the last of the great pioneer town
Aw, we shout out these songs against the clang of electric
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 won't 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