Luyện nghe bài hát Afternoon Alone

A dying autumn vine hangs my dirty window,
The gentle clouds block the sky.
I wander down the staircase, grab my coat and a walk.
catch the last taste of setting sun.
And I'm still a little from my afternoon alone,
If I too much I'll ruin my day.
I stop to take a rest and the dark Potomac whine,
But the song I finish fills my head.

"La da da da da da da da"

A homeless city busker an out of tune guitar,
He his weathered words fall where they land
I him a dollar, zip my coat and leave him there,
Careful not to show my turning
And all his breaths die in the open air
And all his stories as well be stone
And though I sit alone now on the short side of the
I hum a that won't hold me long

"La da da da da da da"

I can't think of many things I'd do
And I seem cool in my head.
always been amazed by what's around me
And I I'll be alright in the end

I find myself a padded on which I'll be cemented
I'm sober and I'm and I'm done
My eyes can't seem to focus and my start to drip
And everything around me tastes sand
And some crowds smile their faith up in the clouds
And others search the just ahead
But the symphony of movers and their city-sidewalk
Never once made me nod my

"La da da da da da da"