Luyện nghe bài hát Prior Things

Just a few minutes after them I realized
Hundreds of buzzing flies all over me

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

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

So you finally go
And when you to go
I resume my road
And nobody needs to
know that I ever meant to leave
My little road

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

And what happen in your mind
When you create those
Well mind, I don't want to see
I it's got nothing to do with me

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

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

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

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

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

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