Luyện nghe bài hát Sketches (20 Something Of Life)

All i have's this journal i write
sketches of a life
glory pieces shining on a
boxing of disappointing rage
legends never leave an of flesh
color fades a memory death
i mistook with all the i had
words down in mornings' turning sad
a window seat for who may pass
long to see a skirt or cotton
of a woman's' changing room
got back, gave opinion too
colored queen a winters' night in a
can you feel prose tease out a laugh
all i have's journal that i write
sketches of a life

got to see the mighty sands
settled for a back-row in the
many New Eves' i spent alone
shaking the fear while crawling home
digging even deeper for oil
to the fires roaring in my soul
of course i credit where its' due
i so very blessed to play with you
we get everything it seems
wide awake while all is dream
dig your Autumn taste and needs
for a piece of mind, i mined your peace
using every face i run
take a seat and me something new
all i have's this journal i write
sketches of a life

maybe we travel left of town
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 lions roar
we go looking for the place
where all my inspirations wrote face
telephone kept buzzing on the
what could never be again
all i have's journal that i write
sketches of a 20-something