Luyện nghe bài hát Gossamer Thin

Rings 'round his
Tracks his arm
His are confused and his friends are alarmed
His doesn't talk
Hates he's gone
Counts every skirt in his new

And they're all gossamer
of the dial, bohemians
And dance, turnin' in style
Twirl the room, curtsy and smile
And they sit at his feet, read
Swoon with each he speaks

She likes the new
She's not of hell
They once a week at a secret motel
She his neck, she plays with his hair
Her sound like pleasure, her moans like despair

And they're spread gossamer
to the edge, frayed at the ends
And no business of mine
They can love more one at a time
But they're pushing luck
Hard but they
Risk it all for

Now I walk around in some kind of altered
The drink in my hand is to shake
I get used to it if it has to this way
A new bunch of flowers I'll to arrange

I want to eat
Or get out of bed
Try to recall the therapist said
Ego and Id
The Self
You are who you are and you are else

But I'm worn thin
Like arch, carved by the wind
a glass psyche at stake
Throw me a brick, see if it
'Cause the and the brain aren't quite the same
But they both out of this place