Luyện nghe bài hát Curtains

Well, Tommy woke morning
a headfull of rocks
and was in shock.
The story they'd been
had frozen on lips
and fallen through the brush of
and though packed their bags,
for the road,
the and the bedroom door
closed.
For Sylvia and
is a curtain call
they've been away for years
but in flight
precedes a fall.
So Tommy his stubble
as if to his face is there
and Sylvia combs her
like nothing really happened
they'll on as before...
but this won't work, will it, any more.
And though the are packed
ready for the
the and the bedroom door
closed.
For Sylvia and
there's left to hide...
been running for years
to find kind of thrill
to away the emptiness
they both feel inside.
Making the
out of the matter of
the picture
but now the all cracked.
For and Tommy
there's left to try
they've been running for
to some kind of life
that an excitement
that the of us pass by.
So Tommy woke that
a headfull of rocks
and was in shock.
This story they'd been
was on their lips
and falling the brush of fingertips
and the bags are packed
ready for the
the curtains and the door
closed.
For and Tommy
nowhere left to go
they've been running away so
there's no strength to carry on
they can't get to what they knew
a life once and long ago.
(PH - Piano,
David Lord - Keyboards, Arrangement;
Gordon - Violin)