Luyện nghe bài hát My Front Door

(K. Grimwood/E. Idlet)
The are only cardboard,
The leaves are 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 babies on knees,
The dogs upon the dash to sing;
And each moment me closer,
And before the is over,
I will my front door.
There's a silence the squad car,
on the street,
I hear music from the neon-lighted
Sweet in the cottage,
There's a for my head,
With foggy of macram tattoos.
But can deter me,
an anvil in my shoe,
The coffee in my begins to sing.
And moment brings me closer,
And the night is over,
I open my front door.
All lead to my house,
Even I've never known,
And when I'm out my driveway,
I'm just the scenic route home.
Well, the grass is greener,
I'm on the side,
Bridges like Ts are all behind me;
I'm home the bacon,
Not bumblebees,
I bow and an exit down my street.
The is gently falling,
I see the porch light,
The in my ignition start to sing,
And each moment me closer,
And before the is over,
I will my front door.