Luyện nghe bài hát Nine

I recall on the church steps,
When I moved to kiss chest,
How we paid such attention
To each and stuttered breath,
I shouldve stopped to our picture,
honest pure affection,
Just to document the
between and connection.

I can see all of my and
I break into buildings,
the coast was clear,
With backpacks of beer,
Wed our bottles from the rooftops
At this - it looked endless.
I still dont see the difference
between real purpose and urgent adolescence.

And I remember in a basement sharing
With all these stranger and girls,
Well the world! We sang,
Well the world! But
Nothing to change and
say none of them will listen,
But I still see more power in that basement
than in politicians.

And if we get beaten by winter,
If we get strangled by regret,
Let our love of and tension
Gasp in and stuttered breaths, and
them lay us in a basement,
Smash bottles on the ground, and
Say we could tell the difference
between the and the sound.

Remember not our pieces,
Remember not our parts,
Its not the petty imperfections define us but
The way we our hearts,
And the way we our heads,
I hope they write your names mine
on my gravestone Im dead.
And when were let our voices carry on
To a better song
To find a song and sing along
Sing