Luyện nghe bài hát My Front Door

(K. Grimwood/E. Idlet)
The are only cardboard,
The are full of paint,
There's a riot in the by the silo,
are on the tightrope,
The a wash of rain,
While the fences like hands around the land.
old folks on the front porch,
With on their knees,
The upon the dash begin to sing;
And moment brings me closer,
And before the is over,
I will open my door.
There's a silence from the car,
on the street,
I hear music from the doorway;
comfort in the cottage,
There's a for my head,
With foggy dreams of tattoos.
But can deter me,
There's an in my shoe,
The coffee in my brain to sing.
And moment brings me closer,
And before the is over,
I will open my door.
All lead to my house,
Even I've never known,
And when I'm out my driveway,
I'm just taking the scenic home.
Well, the is getting greener,
I'm on the side,
Bridges like Ts are all behind me;
I'm bringing the bacon,
Not bumblebees,
I bow and take an down my street.
The is gently falling,
I see the front light,
The keys in my start to sing,
And each brings me closer,
And before the is over,
I open my front door.