Luyện nghe bài hát Jan 9 / 63

This is an atypical day (it's the State in):
Billow-beast clouds. Vibrant, like Spring.
This is a turbulent drive, mixing of good and bad
by caffeine, Sky Wind Machine
And the car absorbs it all - shake, shift, at me
(We're suckers for scenery)
Should not match the mood?
old anti-trust flaws:
Run from eyes, shun blue skies the same.
Simplicity, where's the needle
All of hay...
~ Jan. 9 / 63 ~
Nonlinear thoughts on this road
Bluster me. Entangle - web spun
('Make hay the sun shines...')
not victims here;
we choose our way, the game
Chase to balance palettes
But are emotions...and relatives and...
I'm relatively poor with ills.
(Voluntary doesn't pay the bills!)
Finding balance, you'll find, is that poignant, clich
Stacked of the scale, kick the in vain.
Simplicity, where's the needle
In...all of hay. Hey!
Pop up unannounced, aim!
'One Day' is today, and I'm on tail...
Fox and Field, (rich yield)
Elusive... catch for the day.
I don't replicated History
Fired in a kiln of and insecurity
But you find sometimes you've worked so hard
your perspective has chipped away
And it's hard to speak the mind, when emotions take sides
Find the balance: Show don't tell (are you afraid of the pen?)
We are the history of a coin! We are an grin!