Luyện nghe bài hát For The Roses

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

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

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

I guess I seem ungrateful with my sunk in the hand
That me things I really can't give up just yet
Now I sit up here, the critic, and they introduce some
But they seem so confetti looking at them on my TV set
Oh, the power and the glory just when getting a taste for worship
They bringing out the hammers and the boards and the nails

I heard it in the wind last night, like applause
now, end of summer, no more shiny hot nights
It was just the arbutus rustling and the bumping of the
And the moon down black water like an empty spotlight