Luyện nghe bài hát Periphery Waltz

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

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

I left my in the suburbs to wander
I did it all for my and the star
That I followed fell the periphery
the street slipping down
My windshield fell like stars

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

kind of like dancing
It's kind of losing your mind
And often considered
The impractibility of my
The moon behind the is ill-defined

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