Luyện nghe bài hát The Telescope Reading (Of Course)

He alone
with his books and his records and his
with all the doors
days piled each other one by tedious one
until the pressure finally created a like thought
and he was sad
Ive every book,
Ive heard song,
and Ive seen every star the safety of my bedroom.
and i am empty.
in defeat he slumped forward with his eyes still against the telescope
then his lungs began to expand,
he rapidly,
alternating his eyes squinting
and making his eyes as wide as
he out, "of course"
all the hours spent looking up
it never his mind to veer straight ahead.
He spent days upon days 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 books what he saw
and he his own songs about what he thought he had heard
until almost he himself what he was creating to be true
until lie lie piled on top of itself
until the pressure created a pearl-like thought
he to the world,
Ive all of your lives
and Ive all of your conversations,
and i am hungry.

In frustration,
he to his knees
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 before hid first even hit the ground
he was faced with the most unexpected of
one he could only figure to be
what his favorite books and records to as love.
"where are you going?" she him
"i know"
"me too" she
ill take you there, she extended her tiny
and him away with her.

They walked their feet bled
during their journey she told him all the 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 word
why would she me? he thought.
i so little
not to lose her interest,
he telling her stories he thought she might be impressed by
but all they did was make her question his strength and to battle the enemies
that she knew would surely out at them one day
but she still kept her faith in him and continued walking

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

She back and cried out to him,
we drew a map together that you promised you follow with me.
i too am scared,
especially after you stole my strength and made it own.
but i am still reaching for hand,
knowing it will fit more than ever
if you will only back to me.
but he reach back, he was vain and confused.
he tried to make a new map, but he didn't know 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 though the was his, and his alone,
he blamed her for too.

but the whole she followed him
looking for 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 broken
scrawled lies of and shifted blame,
until one day he wrote the "help" when he needed her most.
but by then she had trying to read his thoughts
and make of his misery.
so he back to where he started,
to his books and his records and his telescope,

and broken,
he finally reached the 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 she was real to him.
they sat and spoke about everything should have
in the beginning of story
and through all the he learned that she had been walking her entire life
and that she wasn't waiting for him to go into the with her at all
no, she was in fact waiting for him to invite her his house
so she could read his books, hear his and look through the telescope
the safety of his locked door.

what a he thought
i realize that with 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 you had been traveling these roads searching for.
she crumbled the weight of hearing her own truth.
and through honesty,
were both as strong as they can be
and now under the relief of each of forgiveness
no appeared to them, just a feeling.
and he to her,
Ive your efforts,
and i can your love for me,
and i am whole.
i still have to visit and mistakes to make in private
but take my home and it your own,
recite from my favorite books in the garden,
hear the songs closest to my while you sleep in my bed,
and look through me at you through my telescope.
he raised his and he rested it on her chest,
and he drew an X her heart.
"of course" he thought.
he slowly closed the old wooden
and he locked it him.