Luyện nghe bài hát Kerouac

Kerouac, yeah,
His words, the words, so words just
All brothers of the horn
Sisters of the

Notes, music, words, a
A quote, a eight, a figure
If you listen close to the
like a mirror and you're invisible

Like you're in a seat
No handles on the
Just a driver up front
She knows she's going

Kerouac, the machine
the most passing of scenes
With love
Passionate love

Vulnerable as anyone
His memories shades up and down
are knocked on, telegrams arrive
Every morning, something extra

Remembering
Like a of melody
A drumbeat remembering,
So fast, all the time

The words, the words are
out drum beats
Like a monk, a monk, melody
With mistakes, yeah, and sudden inspirations

Edges, corners, explosions,
All fast through a slow motion
Yeah, fast a slow motion landscape