Luyện nghe bài hát Warm Wet Circles

On promenades where drunks propose to lonely arcade
Where ceremonies at the jeweller's shop display
Feigning casual silence in strained interludes
Till they commit themselves to the journey home
And the pool rests on another cue
Last hero picking up his dues
A gambled on a ricochet
She's staring at the brochures at the
Chalking up a name in your
Standing all your mates to round
Laughing at the till the barman wipes away
The wet circles

I saw teenage girls like gaudy moths a classroom's butterflies
Flirt in the glow of stranded boxes
Planning white lace weddings smeared hearts
And token proclamations, from stolen lipsticks
Across the razored of glass
Sharing cigarettes with with her giggling
Jealous confidantes, she traces his name
With quick bitten
the tears of condensation that'll cry through the night
As the headlights of the last bus kiss adolescence goodbye

In a wet circle
a mother's kiss on your first broken heart, a warm wet circle
Like a bullethole in park, a warm wet circle
And I'll surrender to the warm wet circles

She undressed in the dancing beams of the fidra lighthouse
Giving it all away before it's too
She'll let a lover's move in a warm wet circle
Giving it all away and no shame
She'll take a mother's kiss on her broken heart
A warm wet circle, she'll that she plays her part in a warm wet circle