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 figure eight, a
If you close to the drummer
It's a mirror and you're invisible

Like in a back seat
No handles on the
Just a beautiful up front
She where she's going

Kerouac, the observation
Caressing the most of scenes
With photographic
Passionate love

Vulnerable as knew
His memories pull shades up and
are knocked on, telegrams arrive
Every morning, extra vivid

everything
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
mistakes, yeah, mistakes and sudden inspirations

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