Luyện nghe bài hát Way Down Watson

Put on the wounds
Salt the glass and say
No good scenes to bring it back
Just falling brick and glass

operator
Twenty pulling the lever
And windows shield the cold
From the weather of my

And the heart-strings
fast
Another found
Another tumbling

I my ears and eyes
the dust and noise
The comes down to the bitter end
The hums; the cycle spins

When we meet on that hard hat
Just a photograph, no one else
Words to live by, just goes to
day we all gotta go

And feel the
Sinking
Another found
Another down