Luyện nghe bài hát Blues For The Muse

I wake up in the early when I see my day in
I wake up in the when I start to begin
I drink up my coffee to dreams away
And I think about leaving but for the day

Oh, but I just stay blind
Think my loving, yes, some of the time

I want to it easy
it hard like they say
But I can

And any morning, most any morning
I like to be born into my day

They say all butterflies
Don't let your dreams get in your
But made the sunrise
'Cause he knew how to

Well, she sings so fadey, I called my guitar
She's a noted writer, I just seem to let her be
And she is my flower, I call her my easy
She's a low special, and baby enough for me

I got sorrow spells, I got spells
She showed up low to the away
And it's in the ocean, raining in the ocean

And on the mountain and just like they say
I'm the string striker, just the lamplighter
I ain't no price fighter, it's easy to

Well, she sings like the
Tonight I don't ride on your
I call up the angels if they have a little word to say

And I think try cloud walking
It's just my face you see here
And it's the guitar singing
And I have to let her her way

And it's all right, you're in the now
And all right, you're in the graveyard now

You may weep, you may
You may pass life so gay
But lucky in life, I swear
Surely going to have to meet leaving day

Well, she sings like the
Tonight I don't on your seesaw
I will call up the angels if they have a little to say

And I think try cloud walking
just my face you see here talking
And just the guitar singing
And I have to let her her way