Luyện nghe bài hát Reconstruction Site

I'm lost, I'm
A frayed rope tying down a boat
To the roof of a car on the road in the
And it's

If I'm more, then it less
Last for happiness
I'm your near the back of your knees
And slip is showing

I'm
Afloat in a summer
Up the street in the town you were born in
With a girl at the top, wearing

And a Somewhere sash
like the queen
Beauty's just word
I'm never certain how to

Go the nurse to turn the TV back on
And away my misery
It never that much to me
It never a 'Get Well' card

I broke like a bad somebody's uncle told
At a reception in 1972
Where a little boy under a table cake in his hair
Stared at the grown-up feet as they and swayed

And his father laughed and on the long ride home
And his mother laughed and talked on the ride home
And he about how everyone dies someday
And when tomorrow here, where will yesterday be?

And fell asleep in his brand-new winter
Buy me a shiny new machine that on lies and gasoline
And all batteries we stole from smoke-alarms
And disassembles my

It took me anywhere
It never bought me a drink