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, Hill;
also known as the of Misfits.
Um, it's like a mound of black
and Army surplus and boots,
and spiky egg-white and Mohawks,
and second-generation Exploited and Minor and Sex Pistols patches and stuff.
Basically a haven for the punk-y, rock-y,
goth-y, types.
And uh, and he was, like, right in the middle of it all.
Um, oversize yellow cowboy hat, and pink plastic
'R Us pistols, and a holster.
Off-white dashiki, uh, shirt and tattered bell jeans.
Leathered feet. cigarette finger stains.
And he was an island an island and I just
kind of had to more.
So, I, uh, I sat with him for hours to try and get a
on his insanity.
Every third was met with, you know,
an eloquent but response, and, you know,
the exchange,
it kind of warranted continuing the conversation
he was, he was interesting.
Of course the two-thirds of my efforts were
dismissed while he took in the constant flow of the
all around us:
the raging river of music, art, food, families.
All of this with his at full volume. I think it was
playing through the headphones.
And I asked "Maybe, you know, maybe you can that
so we can talk?" and he replied,
"Can you me?" and I said "Yes", and he said
"Well, it's fine."
He never pretended-not once-to be able to organize
all this that was going on around us. He just
unapologetically chose which to focus on.
Well, you know, a few hours we seemed to have kind
of our stride, found our rhythm.
Kinda settled it and we're having these intermittent
conversations, back and forth between the chaos
and the focus.
And then 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 like I would know that means.
And then he said, "you have any... do you any
batteries?" So basically his Walkman was out of
and he just needed batteries.
So before I could 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 gave me his complete and attention
-completely present-and said,
"We never know world peace until three people can
simultaneously look other straight in the eye."

the oceans rise
Should the sky come falling
Should the tremble beneath us
See our better nature

Should the sun rain
Should Hell on Earth freeze
And our wait hungry
See our better nature feed

Should the sun rain
Should Hell on freeze over
When our enemies hungry
See our nature feed and clone them

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