Luyện nghe bài hát Tintin in Tibet

I to you
I to you, Geneviève
I to you
You don't
I to you though

When I you, who am I talking to?
in the front yard like an open wound
Repeating "I you", to who?
I recorded all these songs the weird echoes in our house now
And then I walked out the door to play on a stage
But I to you

I you
we first met, you were 22
And I drove my truck the ferry to Victoria in the morning
Where we met and talked forever in your apartment with evening
So I brought my in
And slept on the right next to your bed
In the morning, barely awake, I saw you standing above me
an orange and looking hungry
"Do you want some," you me
And then just into me with pieces of orange
And weight and and certainty

I you a few days later in Tofino
Where we'd driven to play a show
set up for us at a surf to no one
Then we in the back of my truck and got woken up by the cops
went down to the fishing boat dock to ask whoever for a ride
Across the water to Meares Island to just get there for the day
And we did that and some food
to eat and through the big trees
and in love,
totally insane, from the rest of the world
We had finally found each other in the

Lying on the rocks, for the boat to come pick us up
I read the one book we had with us
With my on your lap, sinking into you
Tintin in in French
And we thought of and snow
and distant longing in the air
and cold, with a bell ringing out

Then right before you died, thirteen later in our house
I remember through gasping for oxygen
You that you'd been thinking about that high, cold air
Wrapping the globe, singing above the mountains of the

And yes I do picture you there, molecules
But still I'd rather you were in the watching
The unfolding everyday life of this good we made
Instead of being by the wind for no reason
So I to you