Luyện nghe bài hát Ideas Are Like Stars

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

And pedaling down 4th Avenue, between the stalls and the bookshops
The sepia tones of a lost afternoon a curio storefront
And inside the air was thick with the past, as the settled onto his heart
And here for a moment is every 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 you'd let them

For the language of longing never had words, so how did you speak from your
Yet here is a box that it has heard that ideas are like stars

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