Luyện nghe bài hát Another Murder of a Day

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

And the coffee
Are burying the hours she killed
In another of a day

Her starts to crumble
a rock that turns to sand
And time breaks to seconds
When you're on a man

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

And the
Are burning up the that she killed
In murder of a day

Her starts to crumble
Like a rock that to sand
And time down to seconds
When you're on a man

It seems so long since
The goes by so slow
you're waiting on a man, waiting on a man to show

She shivers in a cold sweat that she's trying to
As she wraps her shaking fingers round the loose by the phone
She him more than she'll admit and more than others need to know,
She the knots that tie her stomach are only butterflies
The goes by so slow
you're waiting on a man, waiting on a man to show.

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

Only butterflies, fly by 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 her way home through the neon washed alleyways
She flirts the shadows and skirts round the victims
Of a night sleep through the day
That casts out it's and throws out it's debris

She turns the key in a lock to a tale world
That she guards with her ghosts of faithful
Who to her shrine in a patchwork cathedral
the ritual with silent compassion and prayers

On the edges of a tightening circle
She arranges the photographs and yellowing
left of her friends and her family
Respectfully to the wall

She turns up the sound on a second hand
And drowns out the of the world that she lives in
Her conscience her witness her is her courtroom
And the man she waiting
Is to murder a day

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