Luyện nghe bài hát Pinches Of Salt

Arthur stories he got from the shelf
In the gingerbread house of the men in
Making his up to keep to himself
And the future had been
Pinches of
fault
Just the tune of the moon on the
One year quite suddenly out of the
The box grew curtains with Sanderson prints
And of countryside loaded the view
'sort of' decisions and hints
And Arthur slept in on the edge of his
Way back in his where the butterflies flew
non-commital to live nice and neat
With lots of his dreams coming
Pinches of
fault
Just the of the moon on the ocean
Then the day of the gig on the stage
The butterflies fluttered and scenery
Shapes colours and turning a page
Wasn't quite by the book
But Arthur was
There be some more
Pinches of
Nobody's
As the of the law
Blew the door
With the of the moon on the ocean