Luyện nghe bài hát Pinches Of Salt

Arthur read stories he got from the
In the house of the men in between
his mind up to keep to himself
And somewhere the had been
Pinches of
Nobody's
Just the tune of the moon on the
One year suddenly out of the blue
The box grew curtains with Sanderson prints
And of countryside loaded the view
With 'sort of' and hints
And slept in on the edge of his seat
Way back in his mind where the butterflies
non-commital to live nice and neat
With lots of his dreams true
Pinches of
Nobody's
Just the of the moon on the ocean
Then the day of the gig on the stage
The butterflies and scenery shook
became colours and turning a page
Wasn't just by the book
But Arthur was
must be some more
Pinches of
fault
As the of the law
Blew down the
With the tune of the moon on the