Luyện nghe bài hát Head for Supplies

Across the city there's a golden
A holding still
As if somebody's sing
A dip in tempo for the shoes
No and twos
As if gonna sing
And in the moment on to you
We're a bundle of and shoes
we could find
You are the reason for this beat
On the that I love
And in me

Now I'm here at your
We try to our stride
And for supplies

Way down inside me was a light
That good tended and fed with tiny kindnesses
And there was comfort in a bed from time to time
It has to be said it just us
The brief ignition of a hopeful flame but there and gone
It wasn't the and then a rostrum struck
The way you read me like you this book
And chapters along still in your eyes

Now I'm at your side
As
The
That meets our feet know
We try to rhyme our
And for supplies

the city there's a golden chill
A rare still
As if gonna sing
A dip in for the castanet shoes
No and twos
As if somebody's gonna
We
We
You end and I
I this mess for you
To through for all time
You're glowing from
an autumn sky
We our rhyming stride
And for supplies