Luyện nghe bài hát O, Porcupine

Without a queen the swarm
Turned the ground to
Descending like a tower
On a fish's

And scattered the
Who crawled like in the sand
As the red clay the form of a lizard
Who rushed a moth
To the flame of my open
My little world, my sad little

A speckled humbly inspired
Ran across the road when it could have
And it made me smile at the water's edge,
As we and slept, the river wept for you, O' Zion!
The stones cry out, shake the sky
All groans, "Shh!"

to it!

Messes of men in farmer
Not much for but we pretend to be
Share a silent and a pot of chamomile
like us should be stamped in solidarity

And I you in my fond but distant memory
While awaken with the Hen to gather me
Who regretfully wrote, 'You have a ear for notes
But you can't yet appreciate

Oh, porcupine low in the tree, eyes to mine
You'd be inclined, not to mess with me
At the edge beneath a speechless sky
As His slept, Jesus wept and now wonder

And now you say you be set free?
And wanna set me
Well, I'm told can only come from
A union with the One who never

In my little world, in my sad world
I a plaster wall, my little world
In my world, I was waiting, just dying
To take offense at something, in my little
In my little world, in my sad little
That's all is in my little world

In darkness a light on me
In darkness a light on you

I never gathered figs from a thorny
I never a grapefruit off a bramble bush
And for the five almost six years now!
You know you haven't looked at me
With in your eyes

You say, 'Judas is a brother of
But sister in our a light shines
And all I want to say for the rest of my life
Is how light is God
And though been mistaken on this or that point
That light is God