Luyện nghe bài hát Talking Back to The Night

High above the heat of a summer New York
An out-of-work musician plays a saxophone
He's a preacher and a
And he up all alone

in the dark of a vision in the park
A poet in his madness tries to find line
And losing and he's using
And he says he's fine

And they from such a height
somehow it's all right
They're talking to the night
It's all that can do
back to the night
It's how they make it

If you you can hear them
Their voices you near them
They're back to the night for you

seems to take every dime the man can make
His dream is getting smaller and he wonders where to
And he's trying to make it
And he's trying not to

never minds, pulls the shade and draws the blinds
She takes him in the darkness where the loneliest can
She him all she has to
And it's no more he needs

And look from such a height
That somehow it's all
They're back to the night
It's all they can do
Talking to the night
how they make it through

If you listen you can them
voices draw you near them
They're talking back to the for you

And they from such a height
somehow it's all right
Talking to the night
It's all that can do
They're talking back to the
It's how they make it

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They're talking to the night
Talking back to the
Talking to the night

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Talking back to the
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