Luyện nghe bài hát Twelve Thirty

I used to in new york city
Every thing there was and dirty
my window was a steeple
With a clock that always 12: 30

Young girls are to the canyon
And in the I can see them walking
I can no longer keep my blinds
And I cant keep from talking.

At first so strange to so friendly
To say morning and really mean it
To feel changes happening in me
But not to notice till I it.

girls are coming to the canyon
And in the morning I can see them
I can no longer keep my drawn
And I keep myself from talking.

Cloudy cast no reflection
of beauty lie there stagnant
Vibrations in no direction
And lie there shattered fragments.

Young girls are coming to the
And in the I can see them walking
I can no longer keep my blinds
And I cant keep from talking.