Luyện nghe bài hát Storms Over Parades

The drew dark as I rolled in
I sat down next to a man with five empty cups in of him
He said "aren't you a too young to be alone in these parts"
If alone is completely lost then I guess I am

The storms carried me home, over
The caught colds, from the pouring rain
When you sit on lawn, you are not in order
painting's ready for it

At the age of six is I started talking
At the age of ten is I started walking
told me I would never get to fully express myself
And any that I wanted to go I could only go in my mind, so...

The storms carried me home, parades
The people caught colds, the pouring rain
you sit on this lawn, you are not in order
This ready for it

And I'll take the that gently sweeps across the planes of your physique
Retire them into stables with that no one has rode
The always pass my body and cast the darkest shadow
If I told you where I was heading, you wouldn't follow

The carried me home, over parades
The people caught colds, from the rain
you sit on this lawn, you are not in order
This paintings framed us together
I'm missing your pictures these days