Luyện nghe bài hát Where Will I Be

The streets are cracked and there's glass
And a baby stares out with eyes
Under gone beauty on fields of war
Trapped in lament to the poet's

Oh, where, oh, will I be?
Oh, where, oh, when that trumpets

Met an Indian boy in
He laid me on a bed of straw
Said, "Don't waste breath, don't waste your heart
Don't blister your running in the dark"

Oh, where, oh, will I be?
Oh, where, oh, when that sounds?

Yeah, I like the heat of body laying under me
May your wild lip get you where going
With your inventions, your intentions, laughter
Your yearning

Oh, where, oh, will I be?
Oh, where, oh that trumpets sounds?

I to the river and I walked to the rim
I walked through the teeth of the grin
I walked to you rolled up in
To the side of desire

Oh, where, oh, will I be?
Oh, where, oh, when that trumpets

Oh, where, oh, where, oh, where when that trumpet
Oh, where, oh, where, oh, that trumpet sounds?

Well, the heart opens wide like it's seen love
And addiction on tight like a glove
Oh, where, oh, will I be?