Luyện nghe bài hát Never Lived at All

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

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

Dave's a corporate in the city of chicago
And for years, he's had his nose to the old grindstone
his money in the bank to feed the beast called portfolio
Well, if time is money then 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 spoken
It took him forty years to hear the lesson
Has he lived at all?
Never at all...

lived at all

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

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