Luyện nghe bài hát Brave Faces

I've faces in the window
I've faces in the street
walk and talk of nothing
I've known many summers

The dunes I imagine
A place without a
Flower people were so
But straight and the way

luck the beatnik spirit
The of politicians
The sentences of
Are the of childhood

They're all talking to me
Out-talked by the media to pay the bills it lies
And the we eat for breakfast
Brave face the boardroom

The oak stained fall silent
They lined with defeat
And got those tears in their eyes
Well, it makes no to me

Why don't they understand? We're so too
I saw the closing now
Pain and passion's my of view
Well there's like the truth

I've seen men that have been out
out by grim assassins
They hard on instant replay
And I'm never going

Well, the place I see so better
'Cos it makes no to me
I saw the exits now
Burning mountains, burning
Burning all and later