Luyện nghe bài hát White Sky

An ancient business, a modern piece of work
Down on the corner that you each day in passing
The sales clerk won't eye us with suspicion
The whole immortal corporation is giving it's

A little stairway, a little piece of
A of mirrors that are facing one another
Out in both directions a little Juliards
That come together in the middle of

Waited since
It all at once

Around the corner, the house that modern art
I ask for modern art to keep it out the
The people who might own it, the sins of pride and
And on the second floor the Richard Serra Park

You since lunch
It all at once

Sit on the park wall, ask all the right
While all the horses racin' taxis in the
Look up at the buildings who might live there
Imagining your Wolford's in a ball the sink there

You since lunch
It all at once