Luyện nghe bài hát Bitter Suite

A spider wanders aimlessly the warmth of a shadow
Not the creature of border caves
But the poor, misguided, less familiar
Of obscure Scottish poet

The mist crawls from the canal like some phantom of romance
To curl, under a cascade of neon
While I sit tied to the like an expectant father
Your will rot in a vase

A sleeps in a siding
The driver guzzles another can of lager,
To wash away the memories of a Friday down at the club

She was a at sixteen
She'll be a at thirty four
Her mother calls her
Her said, "A whore"

The sky was black in Lyon
I met the Magdalene
She was in a streetlight
She refused to her name

And a ring of bruises
were pinned upon her arm
Two hundred francs for
And she led me by the

To a of dancing shadows
all the heartache disappears
And from glowing of candles
I her whisper in my ear

"'J'entend ton coeur"
"'J'entend ton coeur"
I can hear heart
I can hear heart
I can your heart

your heart
I your heart

getting late, for scribbling and scratching on the paper
Something's gonna give this pressure
And the cracks are already to show

too late
The weekend career girl never the plane
They this could never happen again
Oh, so wrong, so

This time it seems to be another misplaced
time, it's looking like another misplaced rendezvous
you
The of you, you

On the outskirts of
On the road to somewhere
On the verge of
always take the roundabout way

Waiting on the
For I was born with a habit from a
The habit of the thumb
And the sign of the
on me