Luyện nghe bài hát Turnpike Divides

There's a thousand cars
Driving in my blood stream
I'd have to a thousand pills
To out where their headlights lead.
Is it New York?
Is it freezing in your
Because I caught a chill
I went over the Hudson again.
It's alright, counting lights,
the Turnpike divides,
Waving to my former life.
I want to be a self-medicator
But it's hard to when you're born to run.
I'm sick of life in the Garden State Trap
But all the roads are pointing again.
Cross has got a headstone all picked out for me
And my job is to walk around until I fall down at it's feet.
home is just the place you can never escape:
From the Camden City to the edge of the Palisades
It's alright, counting lights,
the Turnpike divides,
Waving goodbye to my life.
I don't want to be a
But it's to sleep when you're born to run.
I'm sick of living in the Garden State Trap
But all the roads are home again.
And be counting the city lights
Blinking on and off tonight as life by
And I'm behind, standing on the shoulder of the Jersey Turnpike.
Buildings seem to rise coffins full of stars getting buried in the sky.
You want to laugh and dance... to be Well, alright--
I've been thinking about those days I wanted to
And you'd wake me up just before you'd
And I'd back into a dream:
Walking in fresh city that you'd never seen
And I'd never your side.