Luyện nghe bài hát WINGS

Day by day.
The gains on me.
Day by day.
The moon on me.

Purchased of flabby wings.
I took to some HOVERING.
is a list of incorrect things.

HOVERED outside a study.
An needed his chin,
in the dust of some cheap magazines.
His rust, could not burn them up.

some gremlins.
To get me clear of the routes.
I paid them off with from my wings.
They had some fun with those cheapo snobs.

The stuffing loss me hit a timelock.
I ended up in the sixties.
I've been there for one and twenty five years.
A small alteration of the past. Can turn time space.

up under Ardwick Bridge.
With some veterans from the U.S. War.
They were Irish patronage.
We shot a stupid sergeant,
but I got hit in the crossfire.
The hit made me hit a time lock.

But, I got back.
The place I the purchase, no longer exists
I'd it under the bridge.

Day by day.
The moon came me
By things.
The came towards me.

So now I in ditches.
And away from nosey kids.
The wings rot and under me.
The rot and curl right under me.
A small of the past.
Can turn into space.
Small can alter more than a mere decade.

X 17.