Luyện nghe bài hát Twelve Thirty

I used to live in new york
Every thing there was dark and
Outside my window was a
With a clock always said 12: 30

Young are coming to the canyon
And in the I can see them walking
I can no keep my blinds drawn
And I keep myself from talking.

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

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

waters cast no reflection
Images of lie there stagnant
Vibrations bounce in no
And lie there shattered fragments.

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