Luyện nghe bài hát Kerouac

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

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

Like in a back seat
No on the doors
Just a beautiful up front
She knows where going

Kerouac, the machine
Caressing the most passing of
With photographic
photographic love

Vulnerable as knew
His memories pull up and down
Doors are knocked on, arrive
Every morning, something vivid

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

The words, the words are
out drum beats
Like a monk, like a monk,
mistakes, yeah, mistakes and sudden inspirations

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