Luyện nghe bài hát Ideas Are Like Stars

Today is sitting alone, with occasional 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 leaves them arranged, in lines and circles and arcs
She just stares at the tip spells out her name and ideas are like stars

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

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

For the language of longing never had words, so how did you speak 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 companions `til mornings lark, shone overhead and he listened
And who was that shadow there by the gate, who was that standing guard
It was only loneliness, and loneliness waits, and are like stars
are like stars