Luyện nghe bài hát Prequel to the Sequel

The headless of three...
an affair...

The lady on the hill a glorious departure from her everyday life.
Constant swelling of the ankles... A cry for help...
She began to her story.
A grieving mothered this headless wonder.
A perfect crime, that soon on. A different life it had to develop...
gripped by every limb it could hold, the lifeless it grew onto it's own.
A needed surrender.
Trees soon started to grow from what seemed a neck...
From a to a beauty in quick months...
its life to be on its way to a rare freedom.
It decided it should advantage of this idea
(the average traveler hints at this every day of their lives)
A mixture of paintings soon course in its body...
a none-the-less.
Walking proud through letting its branches guide the way.
A path seemed to be covered in sunshine...
it must be human, for its qualities seem to outdo even the grandest of the town...
this started to catch the of the unbranched...
it had never experienced an of this kind...
a wonderful and new obstacle in its life.
Years went by as it finally true love...
the love of others... to be exact.
Letting them into secret... feeding from every branch...
(This on with no negative scents 'til the 5th year came around...)
It noticed its walking more staggered than normal.
The breeze didn't like it used to...
the heart seemed to pound and slower...
What this?
It soon was noticed that these three had every branch, every single stem...
torn to its life...
how hadn't it noticed a drastic in the surroundings...
It didn't think could go this wrong.

"Comfort..."

It thought life was constant happiness if constant was all that was given out.
(If left its existence up to these three lovers)
Hints and all, did as they pleased...
and now it's to wilt away.
(They will see this LOST PERFECTION. It will come back around... will the newborn live to tell story? Rewind.)