Luyện nghe bài hát The Writer

The other of the room
An empty bottle broken
Purple are sure
Of white sheets to soak in

His are spread around
smell of perspiration
A half eaten
the flies attention

Do I, do I, do I, do I the man's cries?
Do I, do I, do I, do I in his eyes?
Do I, do I, do I, do I if he dies?
Do I, do I, do I, do I?

Take a paper
And place it over his
Phone up
And report him as

Open up the
And him to light
Push it all from me
No, that be right

A continental
Has set the blinds in
just a hint of change
From the Ocean

The church bell rings
Defies the of progress
The said you were
Too young to

Do I, do I, do I, do I the man's cries?
Do I, do I, do I, do I in his eyes?
Do I, do I, do I, do I if he dies?
Do I, do I, do I, do I?

a paper towel
And place it over his
up reception
And him as dead

up the window
And him to light
it all away from me
No, that can't be