Luyện nghe bài hát Periphery Waltz

When the authorities of our culture
Tell us to get on our knees
And beg for salvation some divinity
Is it any wonder are people
on the street for salvation from poverty?

Well, it's no to me
I left my in the church

I left my home in the suburbs to
I did it all for my and the star
That I followed fell from the
the lights slipping down
My windshield fell like stars

Down a dark road
I first left my when I was seventeen
And I paid my to my fellow rejects
But I tended to wander alone I was listening
To the of a song, whispered soft and low

It's kind of dancing
It's kind of like losing your
And often considered
The impractibility of my
The moon behind the clouds is

I got lost so times but I could not
Be consigned to a of obsolescence
And decline, so I'll take the chance
And the Mockingbird is my friend when he
A song in the midnight wind, I'll follow
My old tune and wish you good morning