Luyện nghe bài hát St. Andrew's Fall

Big stretch and not sleep
I got a couple of palm trees on each of my cheek
And it's a blue Saturday
And the rummage sells the to me

But if I could buy the sky hangin'
Over bed of mine
If I could climb these
And maybe see you're seein'

If you standing
On the corner staring
Into the eyes of Christ

One porch, one dog, one cockroach way to be
I got sewage fruit and it's growing out from roots
I don't if they belong to me

But if I could buy the sky hangin'
this bed of mine
And if I could these vines
And maybe see you're seein'

Sittin' at the edge of this
Twenty below, a twenty stories below
Twenty stories below, twenty below

I can't tell you how many ways I've sat
And my life today but I can tell you
I don't think that I can easier way
So if I see you walking in hand in hand
With a three armed man, you know I'll

Pockets of crappiness can't piece together my day
So I pose myself this
Maybe sleeps gonna get me in the
I got my head in this pillow
I got my buried in this pillow, so low

But you should have in my shoes yesterday
You should been in my shoes yesterday