Luyện nghe bài hát Reconstruction Site

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

If I'm more, then it less
Last call for
I'm your dress near the back of your
And your slip is

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

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

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

I like a bad joke somebody's uncle told
At a wedding in 1972
a little boy under a table with cake in his hair
Stared at the grown-up as they danced and swayed

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

And fell asleep in his brand-new coat
Buy me a shiny new that runs on lies and gasoline
And all those we stole from smoke-alarms
And my despair

It took me anywhere
It never once me a drink