Luyện nghe bài hát Some Trivial Pursuit

I take the train to station
Its one of my few
Besides my last sip of
And eyeing the man across me

He is
in the papaer
Hes chasing trivial pursuit
Some propaganda for honey suckle dreams
That grasp the day

I get off, take a step. Step, stop, look
I find the time.
And theres a man court int he market and I cant conjure up a dime.
His cheeks are kissed with mid chill
Like a gnome firmly in the garden.

And then the sky on her make-up.
in her evening gown
She coyly the city lights
And them in her crown

Laying in bed, I cant the side streets
Ive the record playing
Though its just for me
And before drifting sleep
I hear say
Is that why people think life is beautiful ? Because they know that it ?