Luyện nghe bài hát Another Murder of a Day

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

And the coffee
Are the hours that she killed
In murder of a day

Her starts to crumble
a rock that turns to sand
And time breaks down to
When waiting on a man

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

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

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

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

She in a cold sweat that she's trying to ignore
As she wraps her shaking fingers round the loose change by the
She him more than she'll admit and more than others need to know,
She hopes the knots 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 out the call
As she fumbles with the
That the panic still doesn't
She prays the lights green all night
She prays the traffic doesn't
And the knots that tie her are only butterflies

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

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

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

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

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

She up the sound on a second hand radio
And drowns out the noise of the that she lives in
Her conscience her her life is her courtroom
And the man she left
Is to murder a day

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