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 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 spells out her name and ideas are like stars

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

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

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

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