Luyện nghe bài hát Only Skin

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And there was a above you
That night, black airplanes over the sea
And they were lowing and like
whales
Shelled
As you and you squinted to see
The retreat of their and blind cavalry

You froze in your shoal
Prayed for your poor
Sky was a bread roll, soaking in a
And the bread broke, fell in bricks of wet smoke
My sleeping heart woke, and my waking heart

And there was a silence you took to something:
Run,
For alive you will be
And the plague of the black engines a-skulkin'
Has east
you're left to explain them to me
Released from their hairless and cavalry

With your hands in pockets, stubbily running
To I'm unfresh, undressed and yawning
Well, what is this craziness? This crazy
You caught some small death when you sleepwalking

It was a dark dream, darlin', it's
The firebreather is beneath the
Beneath his there is cold clay, forever
A toothless choking on a feather

But I took my fishingpole (fearing fever)
Down to the swimminghole, there grows bitter herb
That blooms but one day a by the riverside - i'd bring it here:
Apply it
To the you've lent me

While the river was and braiding, the bait bobbed
And the string sobbed, as it cut through the hustling
And I watched how the water was kneading so
treacly
Nearly slowed to a stop in this
- in a frenzy flush along the muscles beneath

Press on me: we are restless
of seaweed are swaddling
And you upon the dusk
Of the musk of a
Shot full of ink, until you sink into crib

Rowing along, the reeds, among the rushes
I heard your song, my heart had time to hush it!
Smell of a stone fruit being cut and being
Smell of a low and of a cinder smoking

And when the fire moves
moves away, son
Why you say
I was the last

Scrape knee; it is only skin
Makes the of violins
And I cut your hair, and leave the birds all of the trimmings
I am the happiest among all women

And the

as far as I can see
Knee-deep, along
The weeps; "so long"

I'm humming a threshing
the night is over
on!
on!
Hold your horses back the fickle dawn

I got some business out at the edge of town
Candy weighing of my pockets down
I can hardly stay afloat, from the weight of them
(and knowing how the common-folk
it is I do, to you, to keep you warm
Being a woman, a woman)

But always up the you're clambering
Groping blindly, for anything:
Picking through your pocket - well, what is this?
of sassafras, eh sisyphus?

I see the broke and wet after the rain
Little sister, he be back again
I have a thousand spiders down the drain
ghosts hang soaked and dangelin'
Silently from all the cherry trees
In tiny nooses, safe from
- nothing but a nuisance; gone now, dead and
Be a woman, be a woman!

Though we the spray of the waves
We decided to stay the tide rose too far
We weren't afraid, we know what you are
And you know that we know you are

atoll
O, incalculable and sorrow!
Bawl,
sea-cow, all done up in a bow

Toddle and
Teeth an impalpable bit of
While yarrow, and hollyhock
Awkwardly molt along the

Are you
My
Mine

with me for awhile
That's an real gun
I life will lay you down
As the lightning has lately

Failing this, this,
me, my sweetest friend
To see what you anointed in pointing gun there

Lay it down! and slow!
There is to go, save up
Up where the light, undiluted, is in a drunk dream
At the of my baby, out back:
Back on the patio watching the bats bring in
- while, elsewhere, of wax-white
Wend, endlessly, towards unmapped

Last week our picture window a half-word
and hollow, hit by a brown bird
We stood and watched her like a rattlesnake
And pant and labour every intake

I said a sort of prayer for some sort of grace
Then thought I to take her to a higher place
Said: "dog nor nor cat shall toy with you
And though you die, bird, you will a fine view"

Then in my hot
She slumped her sick
We through the poison oak
Heartbroke and

The dogs snapping
And you cuffed collars
While I climbed the
how I hollered!
Well lain, as still as a stone, in my palm, for a lifetime or two

Then, saw the treetops, her head and up and flew
(while, back in the world moves, often
According to the of these clues
Dogs run roughly around
tufts of finch-down)

And the cities we passed were a wasteland
But his hand in my hand made them hale and
While down in the the crops are all coming;
We everything
Life is thundering towards death
In a stampede of his green gentleness

You stopped by, I was all
In my doorway, we shucked and
And you wept, I was gone:
See, I got when I got wise
But I can't with say we survived

Then down, and
And down, and
And down, and
without sound
The flames
You sleeper

Through fire below, and fire above, and within
Sleeped through the things that couldn't been if you hadn't have been

And when the fire away
Fire away, son
And why you say
I was the last

All my bones are gone, gone, gone
Take my bones, I need none
Cold, cold cupboard, lord, nothing to on!
all day on a cherry stone

Dig a hole, not three inches round
Spit pit in a hole in the ground
Weep the spot for the starving of me!
Till up grow a fine young cherry

Well when the bough breaks, what'll you for me?
A little willow cabin to on your knee
What'll I do with a such as this?
Think of your woman, gone to the west

But I'm starving and in my measly old bed!
Then i'll crawl across the salt to stroke your sweet head
Come across the desert no shoes on!
I love you truly, or I no-one

Fire away, son
Why you say
That I was the last
one

Clear the room! There's a fire, a fire, a
Get going, and I'm going to be right you
And if the of a woman or two, dear,
move you to such heights, then all I can do
Is do, my darling, by you