Luyện nghe bài hát Ninth Ave Reverie

You say you want to be buried beneath a tree
Where if in the northern summer you back to life
You say you want your ashes mixed up with your salt
Where every Sunday he'll eat a little more of you

You say you can't stop crying, it's the power of the song
Riding on the midnight bus
And you say that you him but you were just too young
You say that's why you wait in the rain

You say a lot of

And you say that your daddy was a painter of
But I never saw him paint a
He just the tins underneath his bed
And sniffed a colour every night
And dreamed of a up in the sky
Where everyone's a till they die

You say you like flying on aeroplanes
That even seabirds get lonely out there
You said you were after your next pack
And you said once that I was
But for all the pretty in Beijing
I stop my drinking

And you say a lot of
You say a lot of
You say a lot of

You say you can't stop dreaming about your day
Where all your long-time friends will be for you
And I'd be up the back a rose in my hand
And I'd to you in death what I could not in life