Luyện nghe bài hát Where Are You Calling From?

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

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

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

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

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

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

When we home?
we coming home?
When we coming

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