Luyện nghe bài hát Nirvana

The had all left home
The house was like a ship a sail
headed for the sunset
Where maybe they find a holy grail
The bedrooms all rigged up
The of Marc Bolan - were ripped away
day was blessed with freedom
As would try to find something to say

She kept a journal
He them out to see
If they could find
And that place might be

She had lots of to do
kept the plastic covers on the chairs
It drove him the twist
They both wondering what they might have missed.

He quibbled ambition
She into a rut
They sat and read the
In sequence they touch
The creeping
Like a in the gut

day like the one before
The evaporated
As the weeks and months turned years
The queasy feeling that they more

He said his word was
She heard him slam the
Anytime she pipe up
He it all before
Although blame each other
Really they the score
were in this together
Like holding back tears
They've so far to end up
With nothing down the