Luyện nghe bài hát Turn The Page

You chose age
To speak a prima ballerina's rage
And of all the kingdoms
That would down
around
Then proceed to you

No flash pot pan, man
Or Apollo myth
To seal your
Feed plate
And just worship and adore you
But the you swill
you no thrill
So travel on the wing this time
all your baggage behind

As you wander your vagabond stage
And find yourself shit
a rusty jack-handle queen of a broken spade
You not be afraid
You turn the page

You wore your goddess
In jaundiced
Your halo fell into
Swiped by those you
But could not hold in sway you
And then the dry spell
At a low speed
enough for you to see
That you your own reality
And that the alone will not enshrine you
And the war that you
Would pour through door
To come to your this time
Is all in your

Now as you wander through your stage
And you find shovelling shit
With a rusty jack-handle queen of a broken
And you find kicking dirt around
your Paris green pumps
Of pentacles and precious
You not be afraid
You must the page

You a world of things
Like you were a born
Or Coretta Scott
And the queen does not you over for a tea at her gaff
In
Or in back-yard

Now I'm sure 'Van the of whom I'm a fan
Can understand
As he said "It is not why, it is."
So therefore you not remain scarred
And in time find
That salvation is mine
As you lightly on the wing this time
all your baggage behind

Now as you through your vagabond stage
And you find yourself shovelling
a rusty jack-handle queen of a broken spade
And you find yourself dirt around
your Paris green pumps
Of pentacles and jade
Pulling the from your hair
Dyed a bottle
You saw in a windows
An 'Everything must go!!' sign
Prominently

And yet waiting for your
On the edge of a precipice heart to
Those serenading songs
fulfillingness and consciousness brings
Releasing you your captive cage
love for all your rage
Turning your hope on a rope's magic pope
Into a rabbit's parade
You not be afraid
(Eyes babe)
You turn the page

One is sure
And is change
When the water's
You can't
Move to dry
Move to dry
got to move on