Luyện nghe bài hát Winthrop

When we get back to
Few from the airport
On a plastic
On a where my friends live

I the takin' off airplanes
I watch the waves crashing
I knew with all of movement
Something's got to

at the high tide
Passed down through the
The gather
To complain about the

Then they about time
Then they about tides
The pull of the
And the coffee deep night

And I to them
And I to you
And for someone is something
Never back

But for all that we've through
For all that promised
wayward direction seems insensible

Words off like breathless fish
All and scattered
And hearts picked deemed dispensable

Down at the tide
And there for our last meal
The broken loaves are enough for all

When we talk about
We talk about
the moon
With the night coffee black

I the dim roar
Of the last out
And for there is someone
coming back

Talk time
We talk about
Under the
With the deep night black

So when I hear the dim
Of the flight out
And for someone there is
Never coming