Luyện nghe bài hát Shopping Carts & Trash

The are on the wind tonight
the grinds and hums
I cat to pass through the glow
of lights on a concrete wall
through the factories and railroad
shopping carts and trash
where broke in fits of mirth
where weeds spring forth trampled earth

my is sewn my hands are bound
my dreams are cased in
my memory in charcoal draws a

the is blowing through the trees
leaves upon the night
a train is passing through the
pulsing light its cars
and from box car's passing door
a ghastly vision
it sends a tremor my skin
for in each car I see

watching from beyond
that's bound to ride me
in each passing car
it's eyes in like dying stars

and wherefore has this vision
that none see but me
it's face like what my shows
my fate from choices chose
fate not sealed not in stone
still a path it excludes
choices yet to with trains
to ride or lay on the main

I feel a chill shards of rime
and light a
I because freedom found
and maybe it's time to leave this

so out my cigarette
I my pack up from the ground
in the wind that before a rain
the one runs toward a train