Luyện nghe bài hát We're Getting A Divorce, You Keep The Diner

We the magnificent dreamers.
In secret hideouts.
We the world couldn't break us,
Even when the took us down.

So here I am out in the mighty jungle,
Moving miles a minute, not slowing down for nothing.
I to my left and I look to my right,
And I'm callin' out for my
But so dark in this night, am I alone?

Did they fall by the wayside?
Was I too blind to see them?
they calling out to me?
Or did set in?

Were the things that we wanted we were still sixteen,
Only passing and fleeting, or too far out of reach?
Were you hard up or man, I woulda helped you out...
Were you numb and distracted when I was calling
I was out...

On a Sunday morning the crowd assembled,
I've done some things that I'm not too of...
never left you, a deaf ear for longing.
Some are gallows, I'm not here for hangin' around.

all right, man.
I'm bleeding, man.
Stay hungry, free,
And do the you can.