Luyện nghe bài hát White Sky

An ancient business, a piece of glass work
Down on the corner that you walk each day in
The elderly sales clerk eye us with suspicion
The whole corporation is giving it's permission

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

since lunch
It all comes at

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

You waited since
It all comes at

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 upon the there

You since lunch
It all comes at