Luyện nghe bài hát Communication

I was in '82, a poor man's son
When it to hand-me-downs he only gave 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, I could give you more
But I have to my ride, son, I'm off to a distant shore"
You see my dad gave me the keys but I'd have to myself to the door

the words he left were too faint to hear
And a path with no made it hard to steer
My was dry and thirsty, my mind was so unclear
While wandering around and there
I across a man I'd seen before I swear
And again I'd see him too on a with the fading 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 from dad, my cup
Well, I should have looked here in an attempt to quench the thirst
The taste was a melody
words to follow so expressively
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 calling us all in us,
a for you and me and the universe, our destination"

(How we the answers)
When we beyond ourselves you know we always listen
(We so clever)
Let our walls and burn away
(Make a forever)
Can we lend a hand than the one that we've been dealt?
Let the be the way we get there

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

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

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

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