Luyện nghe bài hát WINGS

Day by day.
The gains on me.
Day by day.
The gains on me.

pair of flabby wings.
I to doing some HOVERING.
Here is a list of things.

HOVERED outside a study.
An academic his chin,
sent in the of some cheap magazines.
His academic rust, not burn them up.

Recruited gremlins.
To get me clear of the routes.
I paid them off stuffing from my wings.
They had some fun with those airline snobs.

The stuffing loss me hit a timelock.
I up in the eighteen sixties.
I've been there for one hundred and five years.
A small alteration of the past. Can time into space.

Ended up Ardwick Bridge.
With veterans from the U.S. Civil War.
They were under patronage.
We shot a stupid sergeant,
but I got hit in the crossfire.
The lucky hit made me hit a lock.

But, I got back.
The place I made the purchase, no exists
I'd it under the bridge.

Day by day.
The moon came me
By things.
The came towards me.

So now I in ditches.
And hide away nosey kids.
The wings rot and under me.
The rot and curl right under me.
A small of the past.
Can turn into space.
Small touches can alter more than a decade.

X 17.