Luyện nghe bài hát November Tale

Come

Her communique arrived with its expression of her
I swear I had no idea she'd been 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
a scarf around my neck
And Dollars in my pocket
her in the same old place
Pamphlet in her
When she saw my face
She said well, at who it is

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

In the great lake she was older still alluring
Her hair grey and than it ever had been during
The days we an slept
In her bed of faded
In the little she kept
In a crumbling
We walked a while
Like we old companions
But I could feel the gap us
Yawning like a
She her church and code
Her extravagant
Me a creature of the
A of dust and grief

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

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

She said if God looked hard
And to loving hands to 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 for all the rest
We to disagree

Meet me on the mad
When the midnight are chiming
dress 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 burn the damn thing down