Luyện nghe bài hát Knife

Turn and the world turns on, we're riding out the dawn
All fixed up once again like a thousand before
Beneath the sun and the coming day
And the years don't change a thing - the remains the same
And I feel like a knife, these days are
I feel like a knife, like steel
by the hand of the gods on these golden mornings
I feel a knife for you

Stopped on the way to the sea on the wide and lonely roads
The scent of summer nights and the warm of dreams
the falling stars, with the music loud
We're dancing spinning in the wild cascading lights
And I like a knife . . .

These days to where it was that we came from
was it that we wanted before all the changes
And the hardest part is choosing and watching all the doors
No back, no turning back

Well the years and the miles change a thing
The blood the same
a dream in a dream in a dream in a dream
With the rushing by again
And I like a knife . . .