Luyện nghe bài hát Another Murder of a Day

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

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

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

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

And the
Are up the hours that she killed
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 so long since yesterday
The goes by so slow
When you're waiting on a man, waiting on a man to

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

She that no one pays attention
As she out the call
As she fumbles the number
That the still doesn't show
She the lights stay green all night
She prays the doesn't slow
And the knots that tie her stomach are only

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

There he stands behind the
She for her coat to go
And she wanders away in a
She away 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 sleep the day
That casts out it's refugees and throws out debris

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

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

She turns up the sound on a second 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 banks and fish, from the 1991 album 'still' by tony banks, virgin, tcv 2658)