Luyện nghe bài hát Talking Back to The Night

High above the of a summer New York street
An out-of-work musician plays a saxophone
a preacher and a teacher
And he stands up all

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

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

If you listen you can them
Their voices draw you near
They're talking back to the for you

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

Woman never minds, pulls the shade and 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 they from such a height
somehow it's all right
They're talking back to the
It's all they can do
Talking back to the
It's how make it through

If you listen you can hear
Their voices you near them
talking back to the night for you

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

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

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