Luyện nghe bài hát Simultaneous

So, the first time I saw him was at the city festival
at the end of the plaza on, uh, Hill;
known as the Island of Misfits.
Um, it's like a of black leather
and Army jackets and boots,
and spiky egg-white and Mohawks,
and second-generation and Minor Threat and Sex Pistols patches and stuff.
Basically a haven for the punk-y, rock-y,
goth-y, types.
And uh, and there he was, like, right in the of it all.
Um, foam yellow cowboy hat, and pink plastic
'R Us pistols, and a holster.
Off-white dashiki, uh, and tattered bell bottom jeans.
Leathered feet. Raleigh cigarette stains.
And he was an island within an and I just
kind of had to more.
So, I, uh, I sat him for hours to try and get a bearing
on his insanity.
Every third was met with, you know,
an eloquent but response, and, you know,
the exchange,
it kind of warranted continuing the conversation
he was, he was interesting.
Of course the other of my efforts were
dismissed while he took in the constant of the festival
crowd all us:
the river of multi-cultural music, art, food, families.
All of this with his Walkman at full volume. I it was
Foreigner through the headphones.
And I asked "Maybe, you know, maybe you can turn
so we can talk?" and he replied,
"Can you me?" and I said "Yes", and he said
"Well, it's fine."
He never really once-to be able to organize
all this that was going on around us. He just
unapologetically chose pieces to focus on.
Well, you know, after a few hours we seemed to kind
of found our stride, our rhythm.
Kinda into it and we're having these intermittent
conversations, back and forth between the chaos
and the focus.
And then just out of nowhere, he seemed to become
a little unsettled and disturbed, and I him what was
wrong,
and he just out "Peanut, Paris and syrup" and then
he looked at me I would know what that means.
And he said, "you have any... do you have any
batteries?" So basically his was running out of
power and he needed batteries.
So before I could turn and ask one of our fellow
punkers for some double-A's, he grabbed my face
both hands, and for the first time in the entire
conversation he gave me his focus and attention
present-and calmly said,
"We will never know world peace until three can
simultaneously look other straight in the eye."

the oceans rise
Should the sky falling down
Should the islands beneath us
See our nature blossom

the sun rain fire
Should Hell on Earth freeze
And our enemies hungry
See our better nature feed

Should the sun fire
Should Hell on Earth freeze
When our enemies wait
See our better feed and clone them

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