Luyện nghe bài hát Conversions

Kneeling at the reception
Violin a-sobbing on his
Twenty bright rozellas on his
Coin from a Ceylonese
Hungry hangin' on the corner
Other people cruisin' by in
Feeding on the and the porno
at the tattoos and the scars

Conversations,
Icy nights and almighty

Well some of us are to ambition
Some of us are trapped the wheel
Some of us will break away, and build a marble
And live for every moment we can

Conversations,
Shouting out an empty station

Now it's just another morning
wrapped up tight against the chill
The busker packs his beneath the awning
Billy's got his eyes upon the
He could get a ticket out of from a local easy lawyer
The halfway home, Billy's lounging round the foyer
Love so easily when there's nothing left to conquer
One break is all he needs, and life ain't getting longer

Conversations,
Breakfast to a sleepy nation