Luyện nghe bài hát The Dangling Conversation

It's a still life
Of a afternoon
As the sun shines through the lace
And wash the room

And we sit and drink our
Couched in our indifference, like upon the shore
You can the ocean roar

In the dangling
And the sighs
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 verses out of
out of rhyme
In time

And the dangled
And the sighs
Are the of our lives

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

And how the room is softly
And I kiss your shadow, I cannot feel your hand
a stranger now unto me

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