Luyện nghe bài hát True Dreams of Witchita

Signal got to the satellite
Got lost in the ride up to the down
Man sends the ray of the light
the impulse through the air, down to home

And you can stand on the arms of the Williamsburg
Crying, hey man, well, is Babylon
And you can fire out on a bus, the outside down to Louisiana
You can say, corral you

I've the rains of the real world slink forward on the plain
seen the Kansas of your sweet little myth, you've never seen it, no
I'm half sick on the drinks you through your
True of Wichita, true dreams of Wichita

A Brooklyn like a sea in the stalks
out dead air from a parking garage
Where you stand with the and your cool hat of silence
Where you grip her love like a license

seen you fire up the gas in the engine valves
I've seen hand turn saintly on the radio dial
I've the airwaves pull your eyes towards heaven
Outside in the phone lines, her good seed smile was winding down

The engine sputter goes, out of gasoline
They say you had it, but you it
You want it, no, I'm half drunk on babble you transmit
Through true dreams of Wichita, true dreams of Wichita

it, I got, uhh, fed
I got, uhh, too much things on bounce, on my
I got to burn 'em up, I got to 'em up now
I got to go uptown,

I got a thing, I got a bit pushed
Got to stand on the corner and bellow for
I got a bomb, I got a baby, bomb,
Got to on the corner and bellow for my friend Tom

I got a think, I got to it
I got to thing, team, I got to run my
True dreams, dreams, true dreams of Wichita

If I read the news, ol' boy about the lucky man who made the grave
And though the was rather sad, well, lines are sad so laugh
Well, are sad so laugh, well, lines are sad so laugh