Luyện nghe bài hát Drowse

It's the sad goodbye
Yesterday's I remember
It's the bleak street, week kneed I recall
It's the mistier the hazier days
The sun and the easier lays
There's all the more reason for and crying
When you're younger and life isn't to at all

the fantastic drowse
Of the afternoon
bored you to rages of tears
The pleadings
To all your good times
In thoughts of your middle-aged
It's the vertical hold all the things you're told
For the everyday it all turns to zero
And there's all the more
For or dying when you're young
And troubles are all very small

Out here on the street we'd gather and
And scuff up the
endlessly restless feet
Half on the time we'd our minds
in the pool hall
Than we did in the school
With the down town chewing gum
Watching the night life the and the fun

Never wanted to be the boy next
Always thought I'd be more
But it easy for a small town boy
It ain't at all
Thinkin' it and doin' it wrong
easier from an arm chair
Waves of alternatives wash over my
Have my eggs poached for I guess

I I'll be Clint Eastwood
Hendrix he was good
Let's try the Conqueror
Now who do I like