Luyện nghe bài hát WINGS

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

Purchased pair of wings.
I took to doing HOVERING.
Here is a list of things.

HOVERED mid-air a study.
An needed his chin,
sent in the dust of cheap magazines.
His academic rust, could not them up.

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

The stuffing made me hit a timelock.
I ended up in the sixties.
I've been for one hundred and twenty five years.
A alteration of the past. Can turn time into space.

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

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

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

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

X 17.