Luyện nghe bài hát Train Of Thought

He to have the morning paper, crossword solved
Words go up, words come down, backwards twisted round
He grabs a pile of letters a small suitcase
Disappears into an it's another working day

And his are full of strangers
of naked lights
And his mind once full of
Now there's more meets the eye
Oh a stranger's face he'll carries him

He likes a bit of on the subway home
A distant whistling tunes that nobody knows
At home a house awaits him, he unlocks the
Thinking once there was a sea here but there never was a

And his thoughts are of strangers
And his eyes to to see
And nothing that he of
And nowhere where he's
Was ever like this, yeah

And his thoughts are full of
Corridors of lights
And his mind full of reason
Now there's more that the eye
Oh a stranger's face he'll with him

And at heart he's full of
Dodging on his of thought
of thought