Luyện nghe bài hát For The Roses

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

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

the days when you used to sit and make up
Your tunes for love and your simple sorrow
To the sound hole and your knee and now you're on giant screens
And at parties for the press and for people who have of you
From the company, they toss around your latest 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 can't give up yet
Now I sit up here, the critic, and they introduce band
But they seem so much confetti looking at on my TV set
Oh, the power and the glory just you're getting a taste for worship
They start bringing out the hammers and the and the nails

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