Luyện nghe bài hát Warm Wet Circles

On promenades where drunks
To arcade mannequins
Where pause
At the jewelers shop
Feigning silence
In strained romantic
they commit themselves
To the muted journey

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

I saw teenage like gaudy moths
A classrooms shabby
Flirt in the of stranded telephone boxes
Planning white weddings from smeared hearts
And proclamations
Rolled from lipsticks
Across the razored webs of

cigarettes with experience
With her giggling jealous
She faithfully his name
quick bitten fingernails
Through the tears of
That'll cry the night
As the glancing of the last bus
Kiss goodbye

In a warm wet
Like a mothers kiss on first broken heart
A wet circle
Like a bullet hole in central
A wet circle
And I'll always
To the wet circles

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