Luyện nghe bài hát One Crowded Hour

Should you expect to see that you hadn't seen
In somebody you'd known since you sixteen;
If love is a bolt from the blue, then what is that but a glorified screw?
And doesn't hold nothing together
Far from these nonsense bars and their nowhere music making me sick
And I know making you sick
There's nothing there, it's eating air
It's like drinking gin with nothing in
doesn't hold me together.

But for one crowded hour, you were the only one in the
And I sailed around all those bumps in the night to beacon in the gloom
I thought I had found my golden September in the of that purple June
But one crowded hour would to my wreck and ruin

Now I you like your boys to take their medicine
From the bowl a silver spoon
Run away with the dish and scare the fish by the silvery of the moon
Who were taught from the to believe to the tune
In as far as bleeding eyes see
Is a pleasure pen, meant for them, for and rent for them
Not for the of me
Not for the of you and me

And for one hour, you were the only one in the room
And I sailed around all bumps in the night to your beacon in the gloom
I I had found my golden September in the middle of that purple June
But one crowded hour would lead to my wreck and

Oh but the green-eyed harpy of the land
She into hers my hand
She says, "Boy I know lying
Oh but then, so am I,"
And to that I "Oh well."

They put me in a cage full of lions, I learned to speak
In I know the language well
I picked it up while I was versing myself in the languages they speak in
That night, the silence gave birth to a
They took it away to her dismay
And they raised it to be
Now she keep her mouth shut

But for one crowded hour, you the only one in the room
And I around all those bumps in the night to your beacon in the gloom
I thought I had my golden September in the middle of that purple June
But one crowded hour would lead to my and ruin

One crowded hour, you were the one in the room
Well I played a few for those bumps in the night
In fact I played this tune
You said, "What is this instrument but an adolescent doom?"
And one crowded hour would lead to my and ruin.