Luyện nghe bài hát Prior Things

Just a few after taking them I realized
Hundreds of buzzing flies were all 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 you up against this moment?

So you finally go
And you choose to go
I resume my road
And needs to know
Will that I ever meant to leave
My little lower

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

And what must happen in your
you create those silences?
Well never mind, I want to see
I know it's got nothing to do me

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

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

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

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

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

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