Luyện nghe bài hát Where Are You Calling From?

Here beats the heart of my rancor
The of life dulls my nerve
I no drum for anything anymore
Might have more I deserve

The golden age of being
Has turned the modern life and times of being confused
And I feel it too I'm alone in my room waiting for that light to blink
The little song I miss, there's a ghost singing

I saw somebody a turnstile at the station
He barely made the doors, took a seat next to a
I saw her eyes as she his body passing in the aisle
And I heard, "Where are you calling tonight?"

I don't it that I feel it
To disappear in loud
A few new faces fill the with a river of names
And all the just filter out

This work can my mind
But it won't convince my body that I've been
And I'm most alive and I'm most like myself in my
eyes connect the mis-remembered me
With a ghost that's

I saw somebody jump a at the station
Barely the doors, took a seat next to a stranger
I saw her eyes as she brushed his body in the aisle
And I said, "Where are you calling from
Where are you from tonight? Where are you calling from tonight?
When are we home?"

When we home?
When we coming
we coming home?

Saw somebody jump a at the station
Barely made the doors, took a seat to a stranger
Saw her eyes, she his body passing in the aisle