Luyện nghe bài hát Shades of Gray

If you start here late, no one know what you did
No, the streets are straight, it's the soul crooked
I've been treated fine, I've treated elegantly
But I'm not one for in the waters of plenty no

East is east and west is
The Bowery is screaming Delancey rests
Well, I'm south of skating, but I'm of the cash
I could sure use the money but I'm to ask

The traffic has buried all of night's rain
The words are all different but the accent is the

The sun is white, the moon is
The river is black, blue and
The are young, the old are old
are no shades of gray in between

There's at least ten different of smoke in the air
And my prints are on them all to I was there
I the curses, but I'm not one for the trenches
Yes I do the walking but I thank God for the benches

It's hard to tell where green and the city gray stops
I guess the trees all bought their armor at second hand
My second hand is but the minute hand broke again
I know time will pass but I don't know

The sun is white, the is gray
The river is black, blue and
The are young, and the old are old
There are no shades of in between
There are no shades of gray in

I know the great ones have been here, but where I can't
There's dreams here a plenty, but they're withheld
And I'm more impressed with the closed doors than the ones are open
The whole place tells time by a tower clock that's

The pigeons are and the gulls are vultures
And is art and cash is culture

The sun is white, the is gray
And the river is black, blue and
The are young, the old are old
There are no of gray in between
There are no of gray in between
No shades of gray in