Luyện nghe bài hát I Watched the Film the Song Remains the Same

I watched the film The Song the Same
At the movies when I was a kid
At a Canton, Ohio with friends
One warm summer

Page stood tall on screen
I was by everything
The Peter Grant and John Jones dream sequence scenes
The of the mahogany double-neck SG

And though I loved the sound of the roaring Les
What spoke to me was 'Rain Song' and 'Bron-Yr-Aur'
And I loved the thunder of Jon drums
But even more I like "No Quarter's" low Rhodes hum

I don't what happened or what anyone did
From my earliest memories I was a melancholic kid
When anything to me at all in the world died
To my heart, forever, it would be

Like my friend was thrown from his moped
When some kind of a big truck him
And when the who sat in front of me in remedial
Was killed in an accident one and quickly forgotten about at school

And when we got the call that my grandmother
The nervous tension I'd been feeling for broke
And I laughed
Then I went to my bedroom and I lay
And in my and in the heaviness of everything I drowned

Though I kept to myself and for the most part was coy
I got baited and had to clock some undeserving boy
Out on the school playground
I a punch that caught him off-guard and knocked him down

And I walked away the kids were cheering
And though I grinned, inside I was hurting
But not as much as I'd hurt him
He stood up, his glasses and his face was red

And I was never a schoolyard
It was only one incident and it has eaten at me

I was never the young schoolyard
And wherever you are, poor kid, I'm so sorry

And when I grew older I learned to guitar
While else was throwing around a football
Wearing bright colors the school issued
Parroting passed down phrases and cheer

I got a contract in 1992
From my name, my band and my audience grew

And that time so much has happened to me
But I I cannot shake melancholy
For 46 years now I cannot break the
I'll it through my life and probably carry it down

I'll go to my with my melancholy
And my ghost echo my sentiments for all eternity

And now when I watch The Song Remains the
The same things speak to me that spoke to me
Except that now the with Peter Grant and John Bonham
Are different when I think of the deaths that upon them

I got a who lives in the desert outside Santa Fe
I'm going to him this Saturday
Between my travels and his and our time not being what it was
It's been 15 years I last saw him

He's the man who signed me in '92
And I'm going to go there and him face-to-face, 'thank you'
For my talent so early
For me along in this beautiful musical world I was meant to be in