Luyện nghe bài hát Sawdust And Diamonds

Sawdust And

the top of the flight
Of the wide, stairs
Through the rest of my
Do you wait for me

There's a in my ears
There's a white roar
Drop a bell down the
Hear it fall

Hear it fall

Drop a off of the dock
it out in the sea
Drowning as a rock;
And mutiny

There's a light in the
Hits system of strings
From the side while they
See the wires, the wires, the

And the
In our and knees
Makes us as we couple in endless increase
As the admires

And the little dove
Made with love, made with
with glue, and a glove, and some pliers

Swings a low arc
its perch in the dark
Settle
Settle down my

And the moment I slept I was up in a terrible tremor
Though no bereft, how I shook and I couldn't remember

the furthermost shake drove a murthering stake in
And cleft me right down through my
And I shouldn't say so, but I know it was then, or never

me back into a tree
Bind my buttons with
And my long ears with bees
please, please, please,
Love, you not!
No you not!

Then the of strings tugs on the tip of my wings
(cut cardboard and old magazines)
Makes me warble and rise a sparrow
And in the place where I stood, there is a of wood
A or two, which you chop and you stack in your barrow

It is terribly good to carry water and chop
Streaked with soot, heavy and wild-eyed;
As I through the rafters
And the ropes and pulleys trail
And the holiest belfry burns

Then the slow lip of fire across the prairie with precision
While, somewhere, with your pliers and glue you make first incision
And in a moment of almost-unbearable
over with the hunger of lions
'Hold me close', the dove
Who was stuffed, now, sawdust and diamonds

I wanted to why the long face?
Sparrow, perch and songs of long face
Burro, buck and bray of long face!
Sing: I will your sadness and eat your cold clay
Just to your long face

And though it may be madness, I will take to the
Your longface
And though our bones may break, and our souls separate
- why the long
And though our bodies from the grip of the soil
- why the long

In the trough of the
are pawing like dogs
Pitch we, and grave,
As I in my log

I hear a noise from the hull
Seven out to sea
And it is the bell!

And it tolls - well, I believe, it tolls - for me!
It for me!

And though my and my waist seemed so easy to break
Still, my dear, I would have you to the very edge of the water
And they will recognise all the lines of your
In the face of the daughter of the daughter of my

and darling, we will be fine, but what was and mine
Appears to be a sandcastle that the gibbering takes
But if it's all just the same, will you say my name:
Say my name in the morning, so I know the wave breaks?

I wasn't born of a whistle or milked from a at twilight
No, I was all horns and thorns, sprung out fully formed, knock-kneed and
So: of this terror
We deserve to light
And grow evermore lighter and
You have seen me through
But I could not undo desire

Oh-oh, desire
Oh-oh, desire
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

the top of the flight
Of the wide, stairs
the rest of my life
Do you wait for me