Luyện nghe bài hát Simultaneous

So, the first time I saw him was at the city festival
at the end of the plaza on, uh, Punker
also known as the of Misfits.
Um, it's a mound of black leather
and Army surplus and boots,
and spiky hairdos and Mohawks,
and Exploited and Minor Threat and Sex Pistols patches and stuff.
a haven for the misunderstood punk-y, rock-y,
goth-y, types.
And uh, and there he was, like, in the middle of it all.
Um, oversize foam yellow cowboy hat, and pink
'R Us pistols, and a holster.
Off-white dashiki, uh, shirt and tattered bell jeans.
Leathered feet. Raleigh cigarette stains.
And he was an within an island and I just
kind of had to more.
So, I, uh, I sat him for hours to try and get a bearing
on his insanity.
third inquiry was met with, you know,
an but unusual response, and, you know,
the exchange,
it kind of warranted continuing the conversation
he was, he was interesting.
Of course the other two-thirds of my efforts
dismissed while he took in the flow of the festival
crowd all us:
the raging river of music, art, food, families.
All of this with his Walkman at volume. I think it was
Foreigner through the headphones.
And I asked "Maybe, you know, maybe you can that
so we can talk?" and he replied,
"Can you hear me?" and I said "Yes", and he
"Well, it's fine."
He never pretended-not once-to be able to organize
all this chaos that was on around us. He just
chose which pieces to focus on.
Well, you know, after a few hours we seemed to kind
of found our stride, our rhythm.
Kinda into it and we're having these intermittent
conversations, flipping and forth between the chaos
and the focus.
And just kinda out of nowhere, he seemed to become
a little unsettled and disturbed, and I him what was
wrong,
and he just out "Peanut, Paris and syrup" and then
he looked at me I would know what that means.
And then he said, "you have any... do you any
batteries?" So basically his Walkman was out of
power and he just batteries.
So before I even turn and ask one of our fellow
punkers for some double-A's, he grabbed my face
both hands, and then for the first in the entire
conversation he me his complete focus and attention
-completely calmly said,
"We will never know peace until three people can
simultaneously look each other in the eye."

Should the oceans
Should the sky falling down
Should the islands beneath us
See our better blossom

Should the sun rain
Should Hell on freeze over
And our enemies hungry
See our better feed them

the sun rain fire
Should Hell on Earth freeze
When our enemies hungry
See our better nature and clone them

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