Luyện nghe bài hát Another Murder of a Day

She china white behind her eyes of china blue
Her future wrapped in and her memories wrapped in warm cotton wool

And the grounds
Are burying the hours she killed
In murder of a day

Her patience to crumble
Like a rock that turns to
And breaks down to seconds
When you're on a man

She's checking out the doorway while she's out the guy
drunk imagination is climbing up the ladder of her silk clad thigh

And the
Are burning up the hours she killed
In another of a day

Her patience to crumble
a rock that turns to sand
And breaks down to seconds
When waiting on a man

It so long since yesterday
The time by so slow
When you're on a man, waiting on a man to show

She shivers in a cold sweat that she's trying to
As she her shaking fingers round the loose change by the phone
She needs him more than she'll admit and more than others to know,
She hopes the knots that tie her stomach are only
The time goes by so
When waiting on a man, waiting on a man to show.

She prays that no one pays
As she punches out the
As she fumbles the number
That the panic doesn't show
She prays the lights green all night
She the traffic doesn't slow
And the knots tie her stomach are only butterflies

butterflies, fly by every day
While your waiting on a man, on a man to show

There he stands the door
She for her coat to go
And she wanders in a dream
She wanders away to a

As she threads her way home through the neon washed
She flirts with the and skirts round the victims
Of a that'll sleep through the day
That casts out refugees and throws out it's debris

She the key in a lock to a fairy tale world
That she guards with her of faithful familiars
Who attend to her shrine in a cathedral
Observing the ritual silent compassion and prayers

On the candlelit edges of a tightening
She arranges the photographs and yellowing
Memories left of her and her family
turned to the wall

She turns up the sound on a second radio
And out the noise of the world that she lives in
Her conscience her witness her life is her
And the man she waiting
Is waiting to a day

(written by tony banks and fish, the 1991 album 'still' by tony banks, virgin, tcv 2658)