Luyện nghe bài hát Tintin in Tibet

I to you
I to you, Geneviève
I to you
You exist
I sing to you

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

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

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

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

Then right before you died, thirteen years later in our
I remember your gasping for oxygen
You explained that you'd been thinking that high, cold air
Wrapping the globe, singing above the of the gods

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