Luyện nghe bài hát Periphery Waltz

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

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

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

a dark country road
I first left my when I was seventeen
And I my respects 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 losing your mind
And often considered
The of my life
The moon the clouds is ill-defined

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