Luyện nghe bài hát Conversations

Kneeling at the reception
Violin on his knee
bright rozellas on his shoulder
Coin from a Ceylonese
Hungry hangin on the corner
Other cruisin by in cars
Feeding on the fiction and the
Staring at the and the scars

Conversations,
Icy and almighty patience

Well some of us are driven to
Some of us are trapped behind the
of us will break away, and build a marble yesterday
And live for moment we can steal

Conversations,
out across an empty station

Now its just Tuesday morning
Billys wrapped up tight the chill
The packs his birds beneath the awning
Billys got his eyes the till
He get a ticket out of here from a local easy lawyer
The buskers halfway home, Billys round the foyer
Love so easily dies when nothing left to conquer
One small break is all he needs, and life getting longer

Conversations,
Breakfast show to a sleepy