Luyện nghe bài hát Concrete

November in a rainstorm, the truest truth I heard
The of babies crying in a hospital ward
Oh, a bed of rushes, they spread love out on the concrete floor
Names, and dates, and faces I really can't remember

We could hardly tell the difference one year and another
Sun like pouring whiskey, snow shedding skins of lovers
And, I grew up with magic; free and wild as
for the boundary, pushing through the edges of the concrete

I'm the that bought a round-trip cross the Rubicon
And I'm not that even I know where I'm coming from

Sentimental tango when I was fourteen
I could hear Astaire and Rogers tap their way the screen
Oh, and belittled, until the sun set in the concrete
I wore my sister's black skirt, all dressed up for

We could hardly tell the difference the shouting and the quiet
It was the path of least resistance to my own private riot
And the walls tumbled Babel, down around my feet
Rhyme came in deliverance rising through the wreckage and the

I'm the girl that bought a round-trip cross the
I'm not that even I know where I'm coming from

For a girl who loves her words, yeah, she her silence more
a better example of what hearts and tongues are for
There is truth in your arm's love, there is truth in this
There is truth in the concrete and the nails that our lives are upon