Luyện nghe bài hát Warm Wet Circles

On promenades where drunks
To lonely arcade
Where pause
At the jewelers shop
casual silence
In romantic interludes
Till they commit
To the journey home

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

I saw teenage like gaudy moths
A shabby butterflies
Flirt in the glow of stranded telephone
Planning lace weddings from smeared hearts
And token
Rolled from lipsticks
Across the webs of glass

cigarettes with experience
With her giggling jealous
She faithfully traces his
With quick bitten
Through the of condensation
cry through the night
As the glancing headlights of the bus
Kiss adolescence

In a warm wet
Like a mothers on your first broken heart
A warm wet
Like a bullet in central park
A wet circle
And I'll surrender
To the warm wet

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