Luyện nghe bài hát Sketches (20 Something Of Life)

All i have's journal that i write
sketches of a 20-something
glory pieces on a page
boxing night of rage
legends never an ounce of flesh
color fades a memory like
i with all the sense i had
laid down in mornings' turning sad
left a window seat for who may
to see a skirt or cotton blouse
inside of a changing room
got back, gave opinion too
colored queen a winters' in a bath
can you this prose tease out a laugh
all i have's this that i write
sketches of a 20-something

never got to see the mighty
for a back-row in the stands
many New Eves' i spent alone
shaking with the while crawling home
digging deeper down for oil
to fuel the roaring in my soul
of course i credit where its' due
i feel so very to play with you
we get everything it seems
wide awake while all around is
dig your Autumn and marriage needs
for half a piece of mind, i mined your
using every i run into
take a seat and me something new
all i have's this journal i write
of a 20-something life

maybe when we travel left of
i could play the down
pretend I've won the lottery and
get into the house and
bring, a bottle opened at the door
added to the missing lions
didn't we go looking for the
all my inspirations wrote their face
telephone buzzing on the plane
filming what never be again
all i have's journal that i write
sketches of a life