Luyện nghe bài hát Prior Things

Just a few minutes taking them I realized
Hundreds of flies were all over me

I looked up and you were, reading
You were on own, you were on vacation
You on vacation
Vacation "leave"
Means "obliterate all things"

Here, why I try
Why I try to make you mine?
Why is a lack of imagination the
Why I try
Why I try to make you mine?
Why don't I back you up against moment?

So when you go
And you choose to go
I resume my little
And nobody to know
Will know that I ever meant to
My little road

I watch the bird feeder out back in my parents'
The weight of bluejay
The bully it all

And what must in your mind
you create those silences?
Well mind, I don't want to see
I know it's got to do with me

Here, why I try
Why I try to move aside?
I'm still
I'm still in my
Why I try
Why don't I try to move
I'm still
It's my time

And when you go
You go, you go
You go, you go
You go
When you to go
I resume my little

And needs to know
know, will know
Will
know that I was only holding your place on this
Your little road

And when you go
You go, you go
You go, you go
You go
you choose to go
I resume my road

And nobody to know
know, will know
Will
Will know that I was holding your place on this
Your lower road

little lower road
Your little road
Your lower road
little lower road
Your little lower
Your lower road
Your little road
Your lower road