Luyện nghe bài hát The Dangling Conversation

It's a still life water
Of a now late
As the sun
Through the lace

And shadows the room
And we sit and drink our
Couched in our
Like shells upon the

You can hear the ocean
In the conversation
And the superficial
The of our alliance

And you read your Dickinson
And I my Frost
And we note our place with markers
That measure we've lost

Like a poorly written
We are out of rhythm
out of rhyme
In time

And the dangled
And the sighs
Are the of our alliance

Yes, we speak of things matter
With words must be said
"Can be worthwhile?"
"Is the theater dead?"

And how the room is faded
And I only your shadow
I cannot feel hand
You're a stranger now me

in the dangling conversation
And the superficial
In the borders of our