Luyện nghe bài hát November Tale

Come

Her communique arrived its expression of her feeling
I swear I had no idea she'd been holding in
Such a storm of words
Though absurd as it
Had blowing in her head
For twenty-seven
I knew I had to her so I grabbed my Davey Crocket
a scarf around my neck
And twenty in my pocket
her in the same old place
Pamphlet in her
When she saw my windblown
She well, look at who it is

me on the mad parade
When the bells are chiming
We'll dress up as the and the clown
Pile up all the wonders that made
In a too tall for climbing
And we'll burn the 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 place she kept
In a crumbling
We along a while
we were old companions
But I could the gap between us
Yawning a canian
She with her and code
Her believes
Me a creature of the
A child of dust and

me on the mad parade
When the midnight bells are
We'll dress up as the harlequin and the
Pile up all the wonders we've made
In a too tall for climbing
And we'll burn the damn down

She smoked a cigarette and blew smoke rings at the
Said if you're is long standing man
Why don't you try
Now your face I see still a sinner in the mist
Setting up your little
Is king in of His
I said I've heard sin
the long wheels of ages
I books of lies
With a twisted pages
Then I her in the eye
And asked her clear and
If religion was a lie
what would remain

She if God looked beaten hard
And to hands to heal with
And there's nothing in my day that I got the strength to deal with
I said darling I
The same to me
And that's for all the
We to disagree

Meet me on the mad
When the midnight are chiming
We'll dress up as the harlequin and the
Pile up all the wonders that we've
In a tower too tall for
And we'll burn the damn thing
Yes we'll burn the damn thing