Luyện nghe bài hát Communication

I was born in '82, a poor son
When it came to hand-me-downs he only me one
At first I was ungrateful, at once I was
He said, "music is the cup for you I
It's all I really have, wish I could give you
But I have to my ride, son, I'm off to a distant shore"
You see my dad gave me the but I'd have to show myself to the door

Soon the words he left were too to hear
And a path no direction made it hard to steer
My soul was dry and thirsty, my was so unclear
wandering around and searching there
I came across a man I'd seen before I
And again I'd see him too on a beach with the of the moon

And say,
"Communication is calling you all in you.
No hesitation, got to see this through"

I needed something to me up
In my bag a gift dad, my music cup
Well, I should have looked here first in an attempt to quench the
The taste was a melody
With words to follow so
I was off to share my song and no, it be too long
'til I was standing on the stage and the crowd would sing it to me

And say,
"Communication is us it's all in us,
a for you and me and the universe, our destination"

(How we the answers)
we search beyond ourselves you know we always listen
(We so clever)
Let our walls crumble and burn
(Make a forever)
Can we lend a better hand than the one that we've been
Let the music be the way we get

And we sing,
"La la la la la la la la"

I walked the beach morning and I found my faithful friend
there with words of wisdom and a fishing rod in hand
I him and I listened so peculiar and so sweet
"Love is all that we need and communication"

I said,
"Communication is calling me and yes, all in me"

The cup has me well for fifteen years
With music in my world I've shed some
And I've to understand how to be a better man
There is rhythm to my that ebbs and flows
And at the inspiration comes and goes
But it arrives, well, I go down a take a dive