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 words from within
But I be looking for long

There comes a when nothing seems clear
When you're past out on the front porch a head full of beer
Confused and by thoughts of you dear
But I won't be thinking for

So many ago when I was pure
I was drunk on direction but afflicted a cure
For all ailments cynical, that's how were
But I didn't stay drunk for too

Notions and came and sobered me up
I sipped from bottle and I slammed a whole cup
That swill seemed to sit well, but I thrown it up
'Cause it didn't sit well for too

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

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

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

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

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