Luyện nghe bài hát For Real

from Asheville Hardware
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- (by Bob Franke)

Death took the of a neighbor of mine
On a highway a drunk at the wheel
She told me your clean hands off the laundry he left
And don't tell me you how I feel
She had a tape he'd sent her from a Holiday Inn
That she never played in the day
But when I heard him say I love you through the at night
I stayed the hell away

There's a hole in the middle in the of the prettiest life
So the lawyers and the say
Not your father nor your mother nor your lover's ever make it go away
Now too much darkness in an endless night
To be afraid of the way we
Let's be kind to other
Not but for real

My father never put his on
In the pacific in World War II
He said rather go down in familiar flame
Than get lost in endless blue
Well some of that blue got my eyes
And we never stopped fighting war
Until I first understood endlessness
And I loved him like never

There's a in the middle in the middle of the prettiest life
So the and the prophets say
Not your father nor your mother nor your lover's ever gonna it go away
Now too much darkness in an endless night
To be ashamed of the way we
be kind to each other
Not forever but for

Lucky my daughter got her mother's
And just a little of her father's
And we've got enough love
That when the takes me
It takes me by
And I remember that longing my highway days
When I could give it a name
And it's lucky that I discovered in the nick of
That the and the child aren't to blame

For the hole in the middle of a pretty life
I face it 'cause it's here to stay
Not my father nor my mother nor my nor my lover
Nor the made it go away
But now there's too much in an endless night
to be afraid of the way I
I'll be to my loved ones
Not but for real

say god is a lover, some say it's an endless void
And some say both, and some say angry
And some say annoyed
But if god felt a hammer in the of his hand
god knows the way we feel
And then love lasts
and for real

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Bob Franke, all rights