Luyện nghe bài hát Nathan La Franeer

I a coach to take me from confusion to the plane
And we shared a common space I know I'll never meet again
The with his eyebrows furrowed in the rear-view mirror
I read his name and it was written Nathan La Franeer

I asked him he hurry
But we crawled the slowly
Through the and the sellers
Through the bells and the wishing wells
With gangs and girly
The ghostly grows

The cars and bustled through the bedlam of the day
I looked through window-glass at and Nathan grumbled at the gray
I saw an cripple selling Superman balloons
The city grated chrome-plate, the clock struck slowly half-past-noon

Through the tunnel tiled and
Into daylight once again I am
Once again
To and dirty trees
With and plastic clothes
The garden grows

He asked me for a more, he cursed me to my face
He hated everyone who paid to ride and share his space
I my bags up from the curb and stumbled to the door
Another man reached out his hand, hand reached out for more

And I filled it of silver
And I left the counting
And the sky goes on
Without meter maids and parades
You feed it all your
The ghostly grows
You feed it all woes
The ghostly garden