Luyện nghe bài hát November Tale

Come

Her communique arrived with its of her feeling
I swear I had no she'd been holding in concealing
Such a of words unsaid
Though as it appears
Had blowing in her head
For twenty-seven
I knew I had to face her so I grabbed my Davey
Threw a scarf around my
And twenty Dollars in my
her in the same old place
Pamphlet in her
When she saw my face
She well, look at who it is

Meet me on the mad
the midnight bells are chiming
We'll dress up as the and the clown
Pile up all the that we've made
In a tower too for climbing
And we'll the damn thing down

In the November lake she was older still alluring
Her hair and longer than it ever had been during
The days we an slept
In her bed of faded
In the little she kept
In a neighborhood
We walked along a
we were old companions
But I could the gap between us
Yawning like a
She with her church and
Her extravagant
Me a of the road
A of dust and grief

me on the mad parade
When the midnight are chiming
dress up as the harlequin and the clown
Pile up all the wonders that we've
In a too tall for climbing
And burn the damn thing down

She smoked a cigarette and smoke rings at the ceiling
Said if you're problem is long man
Why don't you try
Now face I see you're still a sinner in the mist
Setting up little will
Is in place of His
I said heard about sin
Down the long of ages
I cracked of lies
With a twisted pages
I looked her in the eye
And her clear and plane
If religion was a lie
Then what remain

She said if God looked hard
And to loving to heal with
And there's nothing in my day I ain't got the strength to deal with
I said darling I
The applies to me
And that's for all the
We agreed to

Meet me on the mad
When the bells are chiming
We'll up as the harlequin and the clown
Pile up all the wonders that made
In a too tall for climbing
And we'll burn the damn thing
Yes we'll burn the damn down