Luyện nghe bài hát Songsmith

A writer like a blacksmith-forging works of
The jagged edges tempered into solid for hire
Solitary craftsman at his console audio discrete
An changing soundscape sets the stage; the twains shall meet
In a union

like a working stiff
He is a
In a strange
"restoration"
It's the new riffs that (no mainstream bore playing 13/4...)

Break out of the curve
The songsmith maintaining his avant-garde
Innovation his palette-the urge and the
Adrenalin flowing, he even rest unless-
elements and special fx
Conform to all his whims, an text
But he'd sing for the if he just had the time
With a vocal ideal and a long lyric
He is a

Break out of the curve
The maintaining his avant-garde nerve
his palette-the urge and the test
Adrenalin flowing, he even rest unless-
Harmonic elements and effects

Conform to all his whims, an interpretive
And sing for the media if he had equal time
With a vocal ideal and a lyric line
He is a
It's not too late for the

The opens for creativity
Give a role to conspiracy
the signature and the melody
Of the author flow in
Will the writer
Will his trade
In a world of
Can he to thrive?
If his final sequence is not
Keep him now
to keep him alive

We the songsmith...