Luyện nghe bài hát The Telescope Reading (Of Course)

He lived
with his books and his and his telescope
all the doors locked
days piled each other one by tedious one
until the pressure finally a diamond like thought
and he was sad
Ive read book,
Ive every song,
and Ive seen every star 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 making his eyes as wide as
he out, "of course"
with all the spent looking up
it never crossed his mind to veer ahead.
He spent days upon taking it all in
he say grow to become men
and men to become fools.
he saw hope, beauty, war, strength, weakness, chaos,
he until he could recite each scene from memory,
eventually he wrote his own about what he saw
and he made his own songs about what he he had heard
until almost he himself believed what he was to be true
until lie lie piled on top of itself
until the pressure finally created a pearl-like
he to the world,
Ive all of your lives
and Ive all of your conversations,
and i am hungry.

In frustration,
he dropped to his
and to bang his head against the old wooden door
"of course" he out
and hesitation
ha up,
put on his coat and hat, and the knob.
but hid first step even hit the ground
he was faced with the most unexpected of
one he could only figure to be
what his favorite and records refer to as love.
"where are you going?" she him
"i know"
"me too" she
ill take you there, she her tiny hand
and swept him with her.

They until their feet bled
their journey she told him all the places she had been
and all the she had met along the way.
a new emotion began to inside of him
one he thought he had overheard in a looking through his telescope
it was the fear
why would she me? he thought.
i know so
not to lose her interest,
he telling her stories he thought she might be impressed 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 still her faith in him and they continued walking

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

She looked and cried out to him,
we drew a map together that you promised you would follow me.
i too am scared,
especially you stole my strength and made it your own.
but i am still reaching for hand,
knowing it fit more perfectly than ever
if you will only back to me.
but he didn't back, he was vain and confused.
he tried to make a new map, but he didn't where to put the "X" anymore.
so he in circles,
he his rhythm,
he by the fire,
and he in the sea,
he himself what 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
for fallen twigs and fresh footprints to see where he was going
but all he left in his path were messages written in the dirt with a stick
scrawled of anger and shifted blame,
until one day he wrote the word "help" he needed her most.
but by then she had stopped trying to his thoughts
and make of his misery.
so he headed to where he started,
back to his and his records and his telescope,

and broken,
he reached the edge of his street
to find her waiting for him.
and upon seeing her smile,
he immediately what he had done,
he what he had lost,
he how sorry he was.
for the first time she was to him.
they sat and spoke about they should have
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 into the world her at all
no, she was in fact waiting for him to her into his house
so she could read his books, hear his records and 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 right there looking back at it.
at me, at this, at us.
i already had what you had been these roads searching 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 note of forgiveness
no thought appeared to them, a feeling.
and he to her,
Ive your efforts,
and i can feel love for me,
and i am whole.
i still have places to visit and to make in private
but take my home and make it own,
recite lines my favorite books in the garden,
hear the songs closest to my while you sleep in my bed,
and look through me waving at you my telescope.
he his hand and he rested it on her chest,
and he an X across her heart.
"of course" he thought.
he slowly closed the old wooden
and he locked it him.