Luyện nghe bài hát Ideas Are Like Stars

Today Joseph is sitting alone, occasional nods to the waitress
She tops off his cup while snapping her gum, making her rounds on the lunch shift
Counting out coins, he leaves them arranged, in neat and circles and arcs
She just stares at the tip that out her name and ideas are like stars

And yesterday pedaling down 4th Avenue, between the and the bookshops
The sepia tones of a afternoon cradled a curio storefront
And inside the air was thick with the past, as the dust onto his heart
And here for a is every place in the world and ideas are like stars

fall from the sky, they run round your head
They litter your as they beckon
They'd teach you to fly wires or thread
They promise if only let them

For the language of longing had words, so how did you speak from your heart
Yet here is a box that swears it has heard that ideas are stars

Joseph stood out in the yard, as Debussy played from the kitchen
Celestial `til mornings first lark, shone overhead and he listened
And who was shadow there by the gate, who was that there standing guard
It was only loneliness, and loneliness waits, and ideas are stars
Ideas are like