Luyện nghe bài hát The Dangling Conversation

It's a still life water
Of a now afternoon
As the sun
Through the lace

And shadows the room
And we sit and drink our
Couched in our
shells upon the shore

You can the ocean roar
In the dangling
And the superficial
The borders of our

And you read your Dickinson
And I my Frost
And we note our place with book
measure what we've lost

Like a poem poorly
We are out of rhythm
Couplets out of
In syncopated

And the dangled
And the superficial
Are the borders of our

Yes, we speak of things matter
With words must be said
"Can be worthwhile?"
"Is the theater dead?"

And how the room is softly
And I only kiss shadow
I feel your hand
You're a now unto me

Lost in the dangling
And the sighs
In the of our alliance