Luyện nghe bài hát Your Other Left

I've been keeping
you at arm's length and breaking ice between the covers
My father was a liar, he taught me I know.
And as fictional as they come, he's as as they go.

And I dreamt the dreams in all the weeks I couldn't sleep.
Navigate the palms of promise, like the ones I keep.
Did I fall silent a glove dropped into banks of greying snow?
Am I like your wallet, like the songs you used to know?

Now I'm asleep and nostalgic.
I've got twisted of murder.
Although I'd never lay a hand I dream of simple ways to her
Watch me leave a note, just your name in every song
But I'm sure she wouldn't until the wind sings through her palms.

been keeping busy.
Taking mirrors from walls
So I can't the reflection of a past that I've been trying hard to shatter.
I the distance in my palms.
I fought fencers through the patterns
Of a future as bright as a litho
Got degree, so what's the matter with you?

It can all so quickly.
And I recognize...

So I've running my soles straight to compensate
For my time running in my
The gerbil wheel spun me again
It's left me feeling jader an august rain.

When we wrote our in the wet cement, I felt walked on.
Waiting like a patient to have my spine split open and to spill my guts into memories.
Was my name spat on the casket? And no flowers befall on my grave?
We're just to the wind.
I'm a dog-eared page of the moment you hummed out my name like a that we'd sang.
Your crescendo a cloth around my eyes.
To find a strength to call my own, I traced your name into this
keeping busy.
Watching loved-ones go by car and tucking good-ones coffins.
It seems so often, we sing out the memories of the movements.

When I go it will feel like waking up in a well-lit room with no memory of the excuse that I to use.

In the post they lost letter
I that it read
You were that you'd miss me
Not as had we met
I took the mirror off my bedroom
I was growing of waking up next to someone I didn't know