Luyện nghe bài hát Everything Must Belong Somewhere

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Leave the bright blue on the white-washed wall.
Leave the death ledger city hall.
the joyful air and that rubber ball today.

Leave the print on the linen sheet.
Leave the bird you killed at your feet.
Let the sideways rain in the street remain.

Leave whimpering dog in his kennel.
Leave the dead on her pedestal.
Leave the acid in their green fishbowls today.

Leave the sad guitar in its case.
Leave the worried on your lover's face.
Let the orange embers in the remain.

Cause everything must somewhere.
The train off in the distance, chained to the stairs.
Everything must somewhere.
I know that now, that's why I'm here.

the ocean's roar in the turquoise shell.
Leave the in his private hell.
the liberty in that broken bell today.

Leave the epic on its yellowed page.
Leave the gray in his covered cage.
Let the band on the interstate remain.

Cause everything must somewhere.
in California, televisions in Times Square.
Everything must somewhere.
I know that now, why I'm staying here.
Yeah I know that now that's why I'm here.

Leave the talks on the trundle bed.
Leave the garden tools in the shed.
Leave those bad ideas in troubled head today.

Leave the ghost in his old hotel.
Leave the man in his cardboard cell.
Let the painted on the carousel remain.

Cause everything belong somewhere.
Just like the around her finger and the silver in his hair.
Yeah, everything belong somewhere.
I that now, that's why I'm staying here.
I know that now, that's why I'm here.

In truth, the hears each sound.
Each of grass as it lies down.
The requires no audience.
no witnesses, no witnesses.

Leave the old drunk on his wooden stool.
Leave the autumn leaves in the pool.
Leave the poor black child in his crumbling today.

novelist in his daydream tomb.
Leave the scientist in his cube.
Let true genius in the padded remain.

horses hair on the slanted bow.
Leave the slot on the riverboat.
the cauliflower in the casserole today.

Leave the hot, bright trash in the malls.
Leave the of war in their capitals.
Let the organ's moan in the remain.

everything must belong somewhere.
They locked the devil in the basement, threw God up the air.
Yeah, everything must somewhere.
You it's true, I wish you'd leave me here.
You know it's true, why you leave me here?