Luyện nghe bài hát Warm Wet Circles

On promenades where drunks
To arcade mannequins
Where ceremonies
At the jewelers display
Feigning silence
In romantic interludes
they commit themselves
To the muted journey

And the pool player on another cue
Last nights hero picking up his
A gambled on a ricochet
She's at the brochures at the holidays
Chalking up a in your hometown
all your mates to another round
Laughing at the world the barman wipes away
The warm wet circles, the wet circles

I saw teenage girls like moths
A classrooms butterflies
Flirt in the glow of stranded boxes
Planning white weddings from smeared hearts
And token
Rolled from lipsticks
Across the razored webs of

cigarettes with experience
With her jealous confidantes
She faithfully traces his
With bitten fingernails
Through the tears of
That'll cry through the
As the glancing headlights of the bus
Kiss adolescence

In a wet circle
Like a mothers kiss on first broken heart
A warm wet
Like a bullet in central park
A wet circle
And always surrender
To the wet circles

She nervously
In the beams of the Fidra lighthouse
Giving it all away before it's too
She'll let a lovers tongue move in, in a wet circle
it all away, showing no shame
She'll a mother's kiss
On her first broken heart, a warm wet
She'll realize that she played her part in a wet circle