Luyện nghe bài hát Ideas Are Like Stars

Today Joseph is sitting alone, with nods to the waitress
She off his cup while she's snapping her gum, making her rounds on the lunch shift
Counting out coins, he them arranged, in neat lines and circles and arcs
She just stares at the tip that spells out her 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 storefront
And inside the air was thick with the past, as the settled onto his heart
And for a moment is every place in the world and ideas are like stars

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

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

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