Luyện nghe bài hát Prequel to the Sequel

The lover of three...
an affair...

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

"Comfort..."

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