Luyện nghe bài hát You Are My Face

I my mother's
husband's brother
Working in the full time
Filling in for

Filing tight lines
Ordinary
The door screams, 'I hate you, you'
Hanging my blue jeans

Why is there no
No currency of
No through the water wire
No I can see

I no emotion, I believe in locomotion
I've turned to as we've discussed
I must have let you down too many times
In the and the dust

I have no idea how this
All of my maps have been
Happenstance has changed my
So many times my has been outgrown

Now everybody's feeling all
tell you who I am
When everybody's feeling all
Can't you who I am

I am looking
Toward the shadows bones
Our faces stitched and
Our houses hemmed homes

to be thankful
Our stories fit into
And our voices so easily
A gift given
When not sure we're not alone