Luyện nghe bài hát Sounds Familiar

We from youth all wide-eyed like the rest
skin faster than skin can grow
And armed with hammers, feathers, blunt
Words to meet and to define and to, but you know

The same games we played in dirt, in dusty school yards
found a higher pitch and broader scale than we feared possible
And someone must be picked last, and one must bruise and one fail

And that still twitching bird was so deceived by a
So we eulogized fondly, we dug
And threw its elegant plumage and frantic eyes in a hole
And then rushed out to kill new, so we could bury that too

The first chapters of lives almost made us give up
Pushed towards tired forms of immolation that seemed so original
I must, we must never stop watching the sky with our hands in our
peering in windows when we know doors are shut
Stop yelling small and bad jokes and sorrows

And my voice scratch to yell many more
But I spill the things I mean to hide away
Or gouge my eyes with platitudes of
I'll drown the urge for permanence and
Crouch down and scrawl my name yours in wet cement