Luyện nghe bài hát To Live Is To Fly

Days up and down they come, like on a conga drum
Forget most, remember some, turn them away.
Everything is not enough, and is too much to bare
Where you've been it's good and gone, all you keep is the gettin'

Oh, to is to fly,
Both low and
So shake the dust off of your
And the out of your eyes.

We all got holes to fill, them holes are all as
Some fall on you a storm, sometimes you dig your own
The choice is yours to make, is yours to take
Some sail up on the sea, some toil the stone.

Oh, to is to fly,
Both low and
So the dust off of your wings
And the out of your eyes.

Goodbye to all, my friends, it's to go again
of all the poetry and the picking down the line
I'll the sister beer, the bottom's low and the treble's clear
But it don't pay to think too on the things you leave behind.

Oh, to is to fly,
Both low and
So the dust off of your wings
And the out of your eyes.

Shake the dust off of your
And the tears out of eyes.