Luyện nghe bài hát Symphony In Blue

Spent a lot of my time at blue
The colour of my room and my
on the walls, blue out of my mouth
The sort of blue clouds when the sun comes out
The sort of blue in those eyes you get hung up

When that feeling of meaninglessness in
Go blowing my on God
The light in the dark the neon arms
The meek he seeks, the he calms
The head of the good soul

I see suddenly on the piano as a melody
My fear of dying, no longer plays with me
For now I know I'm needed for the symphony

I associate with red
The colour of my when she's dead
Red in my mind when the jealousy
Red in my eyes the emotional ties
Manipulation, the danger

The I think about sex the better it gets
Here we have a in life
for the blood circulation
Good for releasing the
The root of our

I see myself on the piano as a melody
My terrible of dying, no longer plays with me
For now I know that I'm needed for the

a lot of my time looking at blue