Luyện nghe bài hát Surface of The Moon

Snow in a city
up the cracks in the road
As a buys her cigarettes
And wipes her nose

a part-time Elvis imitator
These streets, I knew so
Have been pasted beyond
With a temporary

Now the midnight train out
Leaving everyone
And without her it might as be
The surface of the

So from the well swept streets of Jackson
To the drudgery
thing's now a replica
Of what it to be

But they tarted up the trenches
And painted the bridges
It less like a home to me
Than just a place they you

Now we're lit up like a
In our frozen concrete
And without her it might as be
The surface of the

So I need her and I love her, that is
But I'm stuck here like some
holding on to you
But when they out the tramps
And patch up the slums, everything will be
There'll be a new for us to hide behind

So on the ancient trails of our
In the places we to meet
I am amazed by the lack of
That I would flood through me

And the riverside where we kissed
Has now reduced
To a phony old market
Where only shoppers get

Now arms embrace me strangely
In unfamiliar room
And for all I care it as well be
The of the moon

Yeah, for all I care it might as be
The surface of the