Luyện nghe bài hát That's Just About Right

My old lives up in the mountains
He up there to paint the world
He says, "Even though interpretation's I count on
little picture to me seems blur
Hard and the shadows come easy
I see it all as clear as a bell
I can't seem to set my easel to please me
I paint my heaven, but it looks like hell",

Your blue be gray
Your less be more
Your window to the world be your own front door
And your shiniest day might come in the middle of the
That's just about

He said that "I ain't comin' 'til my picture is perfect"
And all the wonder is from my eyes
through my hands, and onto to the canvas
Still like my vision, but still a
"Real life," he says, "Is the impression
It's always movin' so I let it through"
That my friend, I say, "Is the glory of true
Just to do you do, what you do, what you do", yeah

Your blue might be
Your might be more
Your window to the might be your own front door
And shiniest day might come in the middle of the night
That's about right

My old came down from the mountain
Without even lookin', he found a truth
You can go through life with the greatest
But you do what you do, what you gotta do, yeah

Your blue might be
Your might be more
Your window to the world be your own front door
And shiniest day might come in the middle of the night

Your might be gray
less might be more
Your window to the world might be your own door
And your shiniest day might come in the of the night
just about right
That's about right, yeah