Luyện nghe bài hát Strange Boy

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

What a strange, boy
He still lives with his
Even the war and the
Couldn't bring him to

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

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

We got high on and we got drunk on alcohol
And on the strongest poison and medicine of all

See how that comes and goes
the pull of moon on tides
Now I am surf
Now parched ribs of at his side

What a strange, boy
I him clothes and jewelry
I gave him my body
I him power over me

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