Luyện nghe bài hát Front Porch

Driven to silence but I'm in sin
My mandolin on the wall once again
I can't seem to find the right words within
But I won't be for long

There comes a time when nothing clear
you're past out on the front porch with a head full of beer
Confused and clouded by thoughts of you
But I be thinking for long

So many years ago I was pure
I was drunk on but afflicted with a cure
For all cynical, that's how things were
But I didn't drunk for too long

and knowledge came and sobered me up
I sipped from their bottle and I a whole cup
swill seemed to sit well, but I should've thrown it up
'Cause it didn't sit well for too

I was a fool, I was because
I was mistaking knowledge for just a buzz
Five years drunk on and words and wit
Served by and charlatans, they were all full of shit

Empty cans of frustration and cans of
Line the living room floor you've often swept
Pop another one open and wretch at the
It's a drink to swallow for a thirst you can't quench

But there'll, there'll a time when it all seems clear
When your past out on the front with your head full of beer
Confused and clouded by of you dear
But I won't be clouded for

Now I'm driven to silence and I'm in sin
My hangs on the wall once again
I can't to find the right words from within
But I won't be for long

I'll of drink till I let you in
Then I won't be stinking for
No, I won't be stinking for