Luyện nghe bài hát Pressed In A Book

Doted on like planted in rows
The untied shoelaces of you
all year then presssed in a book
Or displayed in bad at the table
arise and you fan the fire
While a wild pack of dogs loose in your house tonight.
Cut from bad cloth or soiled socks
Add it up and basically people change.

They just talk and make in the dark
Or make haste ideas that can't help
But good people out
As you to me too much you're assuming
We always want what's right.

Did i strike the right set of you're annoyed.
The is to ignite you then move on.
You ill at ease. you got no squeeze.
And the wise cracks won't make you stable.
You've learned you to scale and to time.
Why i remind you now i'm only less able.
Cut from bad cloth or soiled like
We're ordinary we can't help but to change

As we walk and make plans in the
Or haste with the boy who can't help
But creep people out.
As you talk to me too much assuming
We don't always want right.

Two fallen saplings in an field.
Snow padding gently on an bench.
An old jewelry lying unadorned.
Colo robins allied for the first time.
I when you hear these sappy lines
You'll roll your and say "nice try".