Luyện nghe bài hát Self Evident

(inspired by the WTC disaster)

yes,
us people are just
90% metaphor
with a leanness of
hyper-distillation
and upon a time
we moonshine
down the throat of a giraffe
yes, down the long hallway
despite what the p.a. announcement
yes, rushing down the long
with the of eternity
and distilled
to eighteen
burning down our
down the
down the
in a so tall
that it always be there
yes, it's of a pair
there on the bow of ark
the prestigious couple
just kickin back
against a perfectly sky
on a beatific
in its summer breeze
on the day that
to its knees
after strutting for a century
without saying you
or

and the shock was
and the smoke was
between the and the punch line
'cause we were all on time for that day
we all that plane for to fly
and then the fires were raging
we all up on the windowsill
and then we all held
and into the sky

and borough looked up when it heard the first blast
and then every dumb action was summarily surpassed
and the uptown by foot and motorcar
looked more war than anything I've seen so far
so far
so far
so and ingenious
a poetic specter so far
that every newscaster was struck dumb and stumbling
over 'oh my and 'this is unbelievable' and on and on
and tell you what, while we're at it
you can keep the
keep the
keep each and TV
that's trying to convince me
to
in some prep school punk's plan to perpetuate
retribution
even as the blue toxic smoke of our lesson in
is hanging in the air
and ash on our shoes
and ash in our hair
and there's a silt on every mantle
hell's kitchen to Brooklyn
and the streets are of stories
twists and near misses
and every open bar is crammed to the rafters
tales of narrowly averted disasters
and the is flowin
never before
as all the country
folks shake their heads
and

so a toast to all the folks who live in Palestine

El

here's a toast to the folks living on the ridge reservation
under the stone gaze of mt. Rushmore

here's a to all those nurses and doctors
who daily provide women a choice
who stand down a threat the size of Oklahoma
just to listen to a young woman's

a toast to all the folks on death row right now
awaiting the guillotine
who are shackled there with dread and can only escape into their
to find in the form of a dream

'cause take our playstations
and we are a third world
under the thumb of some blue blood son
who stole the oval and that phony election
I
it don't take a
to around and see the weather
Jeb said deliver Florida, folks
and boy did he

and we these truths to be self evident:
#1 W. Bush is not president
#2 America is not a true
#3 the media is not me
'cause I am a heeding hyper-distillation
I've got no for a lie so verbose
I'm looking out my whole human family
and I'm my glass in a toast

to our last drink of fossil fuels
let us vow to get off of this
shoo the swarms of commuter planes
and find that train ticket we
'cause upon a time the line followed the river
and into all the backyards
and the was waving
the graffiti was us
from walls and bridges
we were rolling ridges
through
stars
I dream of touring Duke Ellington
in my own car
I dream of waiting on the blonde wooden benches
in a station aglow with grace
and then standing out on the
and the air on my face

give back the night its whistle
give the darkness its soul
the big oil companies the finger finally
and how to rock-n-roll
yes, the lessons are all around us and a change is waiting
so it's time to pick the rubble, clean the streets
and the air
get our government to pull its big out of the sand
of someone else's
put it in its pants
and quit the chants of
forever

'cause when one phone rang
in two and one
at ten nine
on one one
is the number we all called
when that lone phone rang off the wall
right off our desk and the long hall
down the long
in a building so
that the whole world
just to watch it

and we're at it
the first time around?
the
the truck?
the parking
the princess that didn't feel the pea?
remember joking in our apartment on avenue D?

can you imagine how many paper cups would have to change their design
following a fantastical reversal of the New skyline?!

it was a joke, of
it was a
at the
and that was just a few ago
so let the show
that the FBI was all over that
that the plot was obvious and in face
and that scene

the CIA
or is it
committing countless against humanity
this kind of eventuality
as its
for after expensive abuse
and it didn't a clue
look, window to see through
way up
on the 104th

key
another
10%
90%
3000 poems disguised as people
on an almost too day
must be more than
in some asshole's play
so now your job
and my job
to make it way
to make sure didn't die in vain
sshhhhhh....
listen
hear the