Luyện nghe bài hát Turn The Page

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

No flash pot pan, man
Or resurrected Apollo
To seal your
Feed your
And just plain worship and you
But the you swill
you no thrill
So travel lightly on the wing this
Leaving all baggage behind

As you through your vagabond stage
And find yourself shit
With a rusty jack-handle queen of a broken
You must not be
You must the page

You wore goddess down
In jaundiced
Your halo into decay
Swiped by those you
But not hold in sway behind you
And the dry spell leaves
At a low shutter
Long for you to see
That you create own reality
And that the wait will not enshrine you
And the war that you
Would pour through door
To come to your rescue time
Is all in mind

Now as you wander through your vagabond
And you find yourself shit
With a rusty jack-handle queen of a spade
And you yourself kicking dirt around
With Paris green pumps
Of pentacles and precious
You must not be
You must turn the

You dreamt a world of
Like you a duchess born
Or Scott King
And the queen does not invite you for a tea at her gaff
In
Or in back-yard

Now I'm 'Van the Man' of whom I'm a fan
Can understand
As he said "It is not why, it is."
So you need not remain scarred
And in you'll find
That your is mine
As you travel lightly on the wing time
Leaving all your behind

Now as you through your vagabond stage
And you find shovelling shit
With a rusty jack-handle queen of a spade
And you find kicking dirt around
With your green pumps
Of and precious jade
Pulling the roots your hair
from a bottle
You saw in a windows
An 'Everything go!!' sale sign
Prominently

And yet for your dancing
On the edge of a precipice to sing
Those serenading songs
fulfillingness and consciousness brings
Releasing you your captive cage
Replacing love for all rage
Turning your hope on a rope's magic kaleidoscope
Into a foot parade
You must not be
(Eyes babe)
You must the page

One thing is
And is change
When the rising
You remain
Move to dry
to dry land
You've got to on