Luyện nghe bài hát Never Lived at All

Becky's a piece by gershwin on her old piano
She's been since her childhood, "too long to recall..."
But the chords fall from her fingertips, are the same
She played when she barely sit still, back in `69,
When the keys made her look small

And she built her dream around symphonies and
Around traveling the country, and playing the halls
Four kids later the been reduced to "what-if" scenarios
But hey, to never dream is to have lived at all
lived at all

Dave's a lawyer in the city of chicago
And for fifteen years, had his nose to the old grindstone
Poured his money in the bank to feed the beast called
Well, if time is money then is a life alone

You can out at the skyline for some forgiveness
When you in love, the same will be returned
He has himself on a lifetime of spoken directness
It took him years to hear the lesson learned
Has he never at all?
Never at all...

Never at all

The great american novel sits on top of kitchen table
300 on a town he built inside of his head
He signs the cover page, uncorks the bottle with the label
Pours his wife a glass, she "baby, bring the bottle to bed"

At 6 am he's out the cars on the freeway
And fighting his manuscript, has he written his own
But he'll embrace rejection, kiss the seal of each envelope
Better to live in hope than to never lived at all
To live at all
Never at all