Luyện nghe bài hát Talking Back to The Night

High above the heat of a summer New street
An out-of-work plays a solo saxophone
He's a preacher and a
And he up all alone

Stranded in the dark of a vision in the
A poet in his madness tries to find another
And he's and he's using
And he says doing fine

And look from such a height
That it's all right
They're talking back to the
It's all they can do
Talking to the night
how they make it through

If you listen you can hear
Their voices you near them
They're talking to the night for you

Something to take every dime the man can make
His is getting smaller and he wonders where to turn
And he's hard to make it
And he's not to burn

Woman never minds, pulls the and draws the blinds
She him in the darkness where the loneliest can feed
She him all she has to
And no more than he needs

And look from such a height
That somehow it's all
They're back to the night
It's all they can do
Talking to the night
It's how they make it

If you listen you can hear
voices draw you near them
They're talking to the night for you

And they from such a height
That it's all right
Talking back to the
all that they can do
They're back to the night
how they make it through

Talking to the night
They're talking back to the
Talking back to the
Talking to the night

Talking to the night
back to the night
Talking back to the