Luyện nghe bài hát Some Trees

And now a road the cul-de-sac
To the adjacent
But there used to be trees back
And there was no way

And I was for the mystery
But by the that girl had hanged herself
I could have out my back window
And her neck just snap

field lights that shine
Over the pine
Each bulb's a blinding
In the nation
sirens moan
Pitches glaze my eyes
just a pale fleshy typewriter-light advertisement for a wind chime that emits rays which resonate in the polluted sky

All to the
Merritt blocked off I
I'd to believe that death's
the beginning as the
Shutters fly and the
Breeze me pause
I what's out there
morning phone calls and resentment and craters a new moon built in a line