Luyện nghe bài hát Flickering Flame

When my neurons conspire to direct my
Away from divorce and sports
Back to the place all rivers run to the sea
I shall be free
Yes I shall be

On a see-saw in a strange
The jackdaw sat on the Cardinal's
And the fiddlers
And the plan what would be
On a back seat in a court
Sat Molly and Leopold Bloom
Until the came down with a new broom
And swept clean

Geronimo
Like Quinn the
Like the
And like the
Like Crazy
be the last one to lay down my gun

On the open road in a bar
A pick up band plays a new
When the coloured girls
I feel my boom
When a new hits the right note
a clearing sky saves an old boat
When an strikes the mote
mine own eye

Like
Quinn the Eskimo
Like the
And like the
Like Crazy
I'll be the one to lay down my gun

Just out of
Beyond the next
I'll feel the heat of a flame

On an African Plain by a thorn
My old Philippe is waiting for me
Que cera,
ever will be will be
When a dies and the tears rise
From that deep well never runs dry
And the break their bracelets
And the men take their whisky

In a on the rue St Denis
The red velvet pulls back to reveal
The place where the dark side meets the in me
The in me

When my synapses pause in my for applause
When my ego lets go of my end of the
To focus on the love that is precious to me
Then I be free
I shall be