Luyện nghe bài hát For Real

from East Hardware
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- (by Bob Franke)

Death took the of a neighbor of mine
On a highway with a at the wheel
She told me keep your clean off the laundry he left
And don't me you know how I feel
She had a tape that sent her from a Holiday Inn
she never played much in the day
But when I heard him say I love you through the window at
I just stayed the hell

There's a hole in the middle in the middle of the life
So the lawyers and the say
Not your father nor your mother nor lover's ever gonna make it go away
Now there's too much darkness in an night
To be of the way we feel
Let's be kind to other
Not but for real

My father put his parachute on
In the pacific back in War II
He said rather go down in familiar flame
Than get in that endless blue
Well some of blue got into my eyes
And we never stopped fighting war
Until I first understood endlessness
And I him like never before

There's a hole in the in the middle of the prettiest life
So the and the prophets say
Not your father nor your mother nor lover's ever gonna make it go away
Now there's too much in an endless night
To be ashamed of the way we
be kind to each other
Not but for real

my daughter got her mother's nose
And a little of her father's eyes
And got just enough love
That when the takes me
It me by surprise
And I that longing from my highway days
When I never could it a name
And it's lucky that I discovered in the of time
the woman and the child aren't to blame

For the hole in the middle of a pretty life
I only face it it's here to stay
Not my father nor my mother nor my nor my lover
Nor the highway made it go
But now there's too much darkness in an endless
to be of the way I feel
I'll be kind to my loved
Not forever but for

Some say god is a lover, say it's an endless void
And say both, and some say she's angry
And some say annoyed
But if god felt a hammer in the palm of his
Then god the way we feel
And then love forever
Forever and for

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Bob Franke, all rights