Luyện nghe bài hát The Thing About Them

Now there ws this thing about them caused me at times to doubt them,
or created conflict in my mind. Usually was a he one, and there
also was a she one, but somehow came out differently. And one of
them, when she was she, would smile and burn a hole in me; a that was
too for me to hide. Once I had a dream bout her, in a filed, alone
outside a tiny little cottage of sticks. It was much to small to use
it, so she bumped her head and it trying to get through the tiny
door. Afterwards, I went to tell her, but it was he I felt who at
my words indifferently. And of course this would happen, there was
still a she to tap up on my shoulder fromhe other side. But it her
who then, close perhaps, but like some bookend that had come
misshapen its mate. So I told myself there must be some way I can
make them just be who I want to be all the time, 'cause it kept me at
a distance, but my sensees kept insisting it was much more
inside.