Luyện nghe bài hát Sounds Familiar

We emerged youth all wide-eyed like the rest
Shedding faster than skin can grow
And with hammers, feathers, blunt knives
Words to meet and to define and to, but you must

The same games that we in dirt, in dusty school yards
Have found a higher and broader scale than we feared possible
And someone must be picked last, and one must and one must fail

And that twitching bird was so deceived by a window
So we eulogized fondly, we dug
And threw its elegant plumage and black eyes in a hole
And then out to kill something new, so we could bury that too

The first chapters of lives almost made us give up
Pushed towards tired forms of self immolation seemed so original
I must, we must never watching the sky with our hands in our pockets
Stop in windows when we know doors are shut
yelling small stories and bad jokes and sorrows

And my voice scratch to yell many more
But before I spill the things I mean to away
Or gouge my eyes with platitudes of
drown the urge for permanence and certainty
Crouch down and scrawl my name with in wet cement