Luyện nghe bài hát The Telescope Reading (Of Course)

He lived
with his books and his records and his
all the doors locked
days piled upon each other one by one
the pressure finally created a diamond like thought
and he was sad
Ive every book,
Ive every song,
and Ive seen star from the safety of my bedroom.
and i am empty.
in defeat he forward with his eyes still pressed against the telescope
just then his began to expand,
he rapidly,
alternating his eyes between
and his eyes as wide as saucers
he out, "of course"
all the hours spent looking up
it never crossed his mind to veer ahead.
He days upon days taking it all in
he say children to become men
and men to become fools.
he saw hope, beauty, war, strength, weakness, chaos,
he watched until he recite each scene from memory,
eventually he his own books about what he saw
and he made his own songs about what he thought he had
until almost he himself what he was creating to be true
until lie upon lie piled on top of
until the pressure finally a pearl-like thought
he to the world,
Ive seen all of lives
and Ive heard all of conversations,
and i am hungry.

In frustration,
he to his knees
and began to bang his head against the old wooden
"of course" he out
and without
ha up,
put on his coat and hat, and the knob.
but before hid first step even hit the
he was faced the most unexpected of emotions
one that he could only to be
what his favorite books and refer to as love.
"where are you going?" she him
"i know"
"me too" she
ill take you there, she extended her tiny
and swept him away her.

They until their feet bled
during their she told him all the places she had been
and all the people she had met the way.
a new began to unfold inside of him
one he he had overheard in a conversation looking through his telescope
it was the fear
why she choose me? he thought.
i know so
not wanting to her interest,
he began telling her stories he thought she might be by
but all they did was her question his strength and ability to battle the enemies
she knew would surely jump out at them one day
but she kept her faith in him and they continued walking

what things they saw
they danced in caves,
warmed faces by the brightest of fires,
and with brilliant children in the blue Spanish sea
but even amidst all gorgeousness,
their began to slip.
from palms, then to fingertips, then to nothingness.
they still,
she faced south, and he west.
he out to her,
I'm now, and i blame you for the state we're in
and through all of our adventures Ive done nothing
and though you've me how to breathe,
I'm taking my new and leaving you hear with nothing.

She looked back and out to him,
we drew a map that you promised you would follow with me.
i too am scared,
especially after you stole my strength and it your own.
but i am reaching for your hand,
knowing it will fit more perfectly ever
if you will only back to me.
but he reach back, he was vain and confused.
he tried to a new map, but he didn't know where to put the "X" anymore.
so he in circles,
he his rhythm,
he by the fire,
and he in the sea,
he made himself he had feared the most,
incomplete.
and even the decision was his, and his alone,
he her for that too.

but the time she followed him
looking for fallen twigs and footprints to see where he was going
but all he left in his were messages written in the dirt with a broken stick
scrawled of anger and shifted blame,
one day he wrote the word "help" when he needed her most.
but by then she had stopped to read his thoughts
and make of his misery.
so he headed back to he started,
back to his books and his and his telescope,

and broken,
he finally reached the of his street
only to her waiting for him.
and upon her soft smile,
he knew what he had done,
he what he had lost,
he how sorry he was.
for the time she was real to him.
they sat and spoke about everything they should
in the beginning of their
and through all the tears he learned that she had been her entire life
and that she wasn't waiting for him to go the world with her at all
no, she was in fact waiting for him to her into his house
so she could read his books, hear his and look through the telescope
the safety of his locked door.

what a fool he
i didn't realize that all this time i spent looking out this window
you were right looking back at it.
at me, at this, at us.
i already had what you had been traveling these roads for.
she crumbled under the of hearing her own truth.
and through honesty,
they both as strong as they can be
and now under the relief of each note of
no thought appeared to them, a feeling.
and he to her,
Ive seen efforts,
and i can feel your for me,
and i am whole.
i still have places to visit and to make in private
but take my and make it your own,
recite lines my favorite books in the garden,
hear the closest to my life while you sleep in my bed,
and look through me waving at you my telescope.
he raised his hand and he it on her chest,
and he drew an X her heart.
"of course" he thought.
he closed the old wooden door
and he locked it him.