Luyện nghe bài hát For Real

from East Asheville
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- (by Bob Franke)

Death took the husband of a of mine
On a highway with a drunk at the
She me keep your clean hands off the laundry he left
And tell me you know how I feel
She had a tape that he'd sent her a Holiday Inn
That she never played in the day
But when I heard him say I love you the window at night
I just the hell away

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

My father put his parachute on
In the pacific back in War II
He he'd rather go down in familiar flame
Than get lost in that blue
Well of that blue got into my eyes
And we never stopped fighting war
Until I understood about endlessness
And I him like never before

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 make it go
Now there's too much darkness in an night
To be of the way we feel
Let's be kind to each
Not but for real

Lucky my got her mother's nose
And just a little of her eyes
And we've got just enough
That the longing takes me
It me by surprise
And I remember that longing from my highway
When I never could it a name
And it's lucky I discovered in the nick of time
the woman 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 nor my daughter nor my lover
Nor the made it go away
But now there's too much darkness in an night
to be afraid of the way I
be kind to my loved ones
Not but for real

Some say god is a lover, some say it's an void
And say both, and some say she's angry
And some say annoyed
But if god a hammer in the palm of his hand
Then god the way we feel
And then love forever
and for real

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Bob Franke, all reserved