Luyện nghe bài hát Pamphleteer

I'm standing on this corner, can't get their
rush hour faces turned around
I clutch my stack of paper, press one to a
Then watch it and stutter to the ground

I'm weary right-angles, abbreviated daylight
Waiting for a to be done
Why do I see you in every mirrored window
In all that I could overcome?

How I don't know what I do with my hands when I talk to you
How you don't know you should look so you look at my hands
How movements and then dissolve, melted by our shallow breath
How causes dance away from me, I am your

I walk this room in time to the of the Gestetner
my next communique
The and treason of saying that I'll miss you
Of saying hey, well maybe you should

Sing, what on earth could be
Weaker than the feeble
Of one me remembering way it could have been
So me with this barricade, no surrender, no defeat
A spectre's Albert Street, I am your pamphleteer

I am your pamphleteer, I am pamphleteer