Luyện nghe bài hát The Living Years

Every generation blames the one
And all of frustrations come beating on your door
I that I'm a prisoner to all my father held so dear
I that I'm a hostage to all his hopes and fears
I just wish I told him in the living years

Oh, crumpled bits of paper with imperfect thoughts
Stilted conversations I'm that's all we've got
You say you just don't see it he says perfect sense
You can't get agreement in this present tense
We all talk a different language, talking in

Say it loud, say it
You can listen as well as you
It's too late we die
To admit we see eye to eye

So we up a quarrel between the present and the past
We sacrifice the future it's the bitterness that lasts
So yield to the fortunes you sometimes see as fate
It may a new perspective on a different day
And if you don't give up and don't in, you may just be okay

Say it loud, say it
You can as well as you hear
It's too when we die
To admit we see eye to eye

I wasn't there that morning when my passed away
I get to tell him all the things I had to say
I think I caught his spirit later that same
I'm I heard his echo in my baby's new born tears
I just I could have told him in the living years

Say it loud, say it
You can listen as well as you
It's too late we die
To admit we see eye to eye

Say it loud, say it
Say it loud, say it
Say it loud, say it
Say it