Luyện nghe bài hát Clichés of The World

Sunset over the
By a
A man looks up at the sky
An end to a wasted day

of the man at the window
Looking at the street below
It's obvious got things on his mind
He his head, pulls down the blind

He starts writing a
To make it clear
just a man who's reached the end of his rope
Expressing his and his fears

In a world, so lonely and afraid
And disillusioned by the promises made
It's a pity that it up this way
Life is just a

I'm gonna do
What I did
It's such a dull routine, cut this scene
It's such a cliche

life, day to day
Seems so
you hear and say
Just another

Like an actor on a screen
Living out else's dream
Living out a total
Reality, a perception

It's such a life
any conclusion

Days drift days
Life just slips
so blase
Everything's a

Yes, it is
Yes, it is
Just an
an illusion

Moonlight over the
At the end of the day
The man is asleep in his bed
up, safely away

In his dreams he's taken by alien beings
To another galaxy, deep in
To a where a man can live out his fantasies
And experience pleasures

But morning and soon the realities of life
Will his illusions
And the cliches of the will bring him down
But still he's waiting for a

Days drift into
Life slips away
Everything is
a cliche

Yes, it is
Yes, it is
It's an illusion
It's an illusion

Yes, it is
Yes, it is

See the over the motorway
The little man, with in his eyes
Stands by the window, at the sky