Luyện nghe bài hát Strange Boy

A strange boy is weaving a course of grace and
On a yellow skateboard through midday traffic
when I think, he's foolish and childish and I want him to be manly
I catch my fool and my child, needing love and

a strange, strange boy
He lives with his family
Even the war and the
bring him to maturity

He keeps referring back to days and clinging to his child
Fidgeting and bullied, his crazy wisdom holding onto wild
He me to be patient, well, I failed, "Grow up", I cried
And as the smoke was clearing he said, "Give me one good why"

What a strange, boy
He the cars as sets of waves
of mass and space
He sees the damage in my

We got high on travel and we got drunk on
And on love the strongest poison and of all

See how feeling comes and goes
Like the of moon on tides
Now I am rising
Now ribs of sand at his side

a strange, strange boy
I him clothes and jewelry
I gave him my warm
I gave him power me

A glass eyes were staring in a cellar full of antique dolls
I found an old piano and sweet chords up in waxed New England halls
the boarders were snoring under crisp white sheets of curfew
We were newly lovers then, we were fire in the stiff blue haired rules