Luyện nghe bài hát Kerouac

Kerouac, yeah,
His words, the words, so words just
All brothers of the same
of the saxophone

Notes, music, words, a
A quote, a eight, a figure
If you listen close to the
like a mirror and you're invisible

Like you're in a seat
No handles on the
Just a beautiful up front
She knows where she's

Kerouac, the machine
Caressing the most of scenes
With love
Passionate photographic

Vulnerable as knew
His memories pull shades up and
Doors are on, telegrams arrive
morning, something extra vivid

Remembering
a snatch of melody
A drumbeat remembering,
So fast, all the time

The words, the words are
Pounding out drum
a monk, like a monk, melody
With mistakes, yeah, mistakes and sudden

Edges, corners, explosions,
All fast a slow motion landscape
Yeah, fast through a slow motion