Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Happy There

If I could play back every to you now
Spent lovesick and on
Mornings mincing garlic on the counter by the
If I could hit the instant replay on only good day
Would any of it catch you by

When you say, "something is now"
That's what back to me
Normal mornings like that set the knife down and forget I'd left it
breakfast
Put coffee on the then scour every counter for the knife

be shy
Don't be
Somewhere snow collects and bends the boughs of

But it seem a bit wasteful to you
To throw away all of the we spent perfecting our love in close quarters and confines?
Isn't it
And I am terrified it doesn't feel painful to me yet
Somewhere on top of the high rise there's a woman on the edge of a at the ledge
And traffics up on 35

It's
I will fix whatever is not the sweetness in your
Just sit

Sit

At the table and we'll
televisions light up in the night

I know things weren't
Maybe we were never cut out for the life
Maybe we'd have done better on a coast
There are certain things I doubt we'll ever

I know you were getting of my drinking
I guess I was never cut out for the coke
You worried I would end up like your father and
Tired of the smoke and somewhere the wind

a storm touches down north in Hudsonville

Somewhere the coffee starts to on the stove and
Somewhere the wind

Somewhere the river levels getting low

Somewhere I'm up past till
Somewhere you here still
Somewhere you're gone

Somewhere a is playing in a living room
Says the lacks the funds to fix the bridge

the deer are overrun so they're introducing wolves back on the ridge

And from in the kitchen
I can hear the neighbors in the alley linens
And the men collect the trash in the street
You're speaking to me but I understand you
The coffee is and
All of the that we spent
That road out west
desert for the rest stops the kitsch we both collect
That winter the weekend we huddled by the stove
The I had rented
The snow
That for Christmas
On binges
We'll see in Brooklyn
south to Richmond
There's on the bridge
A on the ledge
And the wind

EVERYTHING IS AT ONCE