Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Westway

There were skies in my city today
Everything was sinking, snow would come on sunday
The old school was due and the traffic
Up on the
Where I stood watching comets lonesome
Shining up above me the jet fuel it
Down to earth where the always comes first
And the sirens
us the day they switch off the machines
Cos men in yellow putting adverts inside my dreams
An automated song and the world gone
Fallen under the of
The distance between us we communicate
Still picking up shortwave, somewhere out in space
It depends how you're wired the night's on fire
the Westway
Now it's magic arrows the bull
Doing one eighty still standing at last
When the flags coming down and the Last Post
Just like a song
For the way I feel you
Paradise's not lost, in you
On a basis I apologise
But I am going to

Sing it out loud and it to you
Am I out at sea
'Til a tide me up off the Westway