Luyện nghe bài hát Ideas Are Like Stars

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

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

They fall from the sky, run round your head
They litter your sleep as beckon
They'd teach you to fly without or thread
promise if only you'd let them

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

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