Luyện nghe bài hát Communication

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

Soon the words he left too faint to hear
And a path with no made it hard to steer
My soul was dry and thirsty, my mind was so
While wandering around and searching
I across a man I'd seen before I swear
And again I'd see him too on a beach with the fading of the

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

I needed to fill me up
In my bag a from dad, my music cup
Well, I have looked here first in an attempt to quench the thirst
The was like a melody
With to follow so expressively
I was off to share my and no, it wouldn't be too long
'til I was standing on the and the crowd would sing it back 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)
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 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 that morning and I found my faithful friend
Waiting there with of wisdom and a fishing rod in hand
I watched him and I listened so peculiar and so
"Love is all that we need and communication"

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

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