Luyện nghe bài hát For The Roses

I heard it in the wind last night, like applause
Did you get a round resounding for you way up
It seems many dim years ago
Since I heard that face to face or seen you face to
Though tonight I can feel you
I get these on butterflies and lilac sprays
From girls who just have to me they saw you somewhere

In some office sits a poet and he trembles as he
And he some guy to circulate his soul around
On mark red ribbon runner, the caressing rev of motors
Finely tuned like fancy women in thirties gowns
Up the charts, off to the
Your name's in the news, everything's class
The lights go down and it's you up there
Getting them to feel like

Remember the days you used to sit and make up
Your tunes for love and pour your simple
To the sound hole and your and now you're seen on giant screens
And at for the press and for people who have slices of you
the company, they toss around your latest golden egg
Speculation, well, to know
If the next one in the nest will glitter for so

I guess I seem ungrateful with my teeth in the hand
That brings me things I really give up just yet
Now I sit up here, the critic, and introduce some band
But they so much confetti looking at them on my TV set
Oh, the power and the glory when you're getting a taste for worship
They start out the hammers and the boards and the nails

I heard it in the wind last night, sounded like
Chilly now, end of summer, no shiny hot nights
It was just the arbutus and the bumping of the logs
And the moon swept black water like an empty spotlight