Luyện nghe bài hát Passng Through The Turnstile

It's one for her paintings, it's another for the sea
you're shipwrecked in the beauty of her ambiguity
That's how she plays her hand, you grasp it twice
A dreamer's fingers warm throwing ice-cold dice

Street caf the changing tide
She finds wisdom in the wine, a journey not a ride
Then you're riding trains, touching knee
Night anchors in strange waters, a dare to swim free

Your city is on fire, can't see where the begins
Jesus the lock off heaven's door
Not sure key fits in
She makes you she's in control
She makes the neon and weave
The meaning of her words gets lost in the tempo of the way she
You want it all but in the
You're through the turnstile
On way to the "D"

Hello, goodbye, I'll you now and then
have gone by and we were closer than we should have been
Can't disconnect what you feel, it's a quick death but it's
Sometimes you can't hold on you can't let go

knows how to wing it, then it learns how to fly
There's a when she brings it
Trapped and too to pry
You're for love injected beneath your sleeve
So you can rid your blood of yearning for too unreal to believe
You it all but in the meanwhile
passing through the turnstile
On way to the "D"