Luyện nghe bài hát Real

My had a nursery rhyme, set of figurines
She'd often let me play with
I'd set 'em up in scenes

Fifty plastic army men, led by
the ranks of Mother Goose
Mary and her little lamb away
And catches getting real and I can too
As as I don't make a sound

When we real, we were in love
everyone and everything
I it was the beauty of

A bluebird clears his of phlegm
And static operatic
comes and the butterflies are
Bats eat the spider that had saddled up her
And the dish, his spoon were never found

And I'm taking flight, seeking
The of handkerchief so white
I chase it straight into the

Lamb away
And catches getting real and I can too
As long as I don't a sound

And I'm taking flight, seeking
The lure of handkerchief so
I chase it into the ground