Luyện nghe bài hát Sparkling Streets

When your hopes are batted down like eyelids
the streets all sparkle like the eyes of kids
And you rise and the sleep and the stupor from your eyes
You've cold and uncompromising
ambitions as broad as the horizon
Tunnel vision on a consolation prize
In your hour

You're left at your shaky hands
And bits of constructed plans
And you feel just a stranger to everyone you see
Everything they you
they don't even know you
So you wave to your old friends
And you greet new
In your hour

Wasted your daylight on the of feeling bad
in this rut all afternoon
No place to go, no to know
No angel you
You're all alone now in your darkest

The minutes tick by in no land
And you've lost it all on a dead hand
Your delusions are so much dust, and there's no one you can
You're when it'll ever end
You wave goodbye to old enemies and new friends
You pick yourself up and get on your feet
On those streets