Luyện nghe bài hát Never Lived at All

Becky's playing a piece by gershwin on her old
She's been since her childhood, "too long to recall..."
But the chords that fall her fingertips, are the same
She played when she could sit still, back in `69,
When the keys her hands look small

And she built her dream around symphonies and
Around traveling the country, and the music halls
Four kids later the been reduced to "what-if" scenarios
But hey, to never dream is to have never at all
Never at all

a corporate lawyer in the city of chicago
And for years, he's had his nose to the old grindstone
Poured his in the bank to feed the beast called portfolio
Well, if time is money success is a life alone

You can look out at the for some forgiveness
When you in love, the same will be returned
He has prided himself on a lifetime of directness
It took him forty years to hear the learned
Has he never lived at
lived at all...

Never at all

The great american novel sits on top of peter's kitchen
300 pages on a town he built of his head
He signs the cover page, uncorks the with the dusty label
Pours his wife a glass, she says "baby, the bottle to bed"

At 6 am he's out fighting the cars on the
And fighting his manuscript, has he written his own
But he'll embrace rejection, kiss the seal of each envelope
Better to live in hope than to never lived at all
To live at all
Never at all