Tuổi Hồng Thơ Ngây - Bảo Trung

Xuan Que Huong Xuan Lac Xu

Dusty Highway - Country Folk

I might have written this song with my tail between my legs

RIGHT AS RAIN

🖤 Share your honest impression -  from soul to soul, if this sound  found you.

The central idea of this song is that our failures shape us more truthfully than our successes. Each “failure” exposes who we really are, not who we are supposed to be. The irony is that these so-called failures often lead us to the roles we’re unintentionally best at. A reminder that life is lived through missteps, contradictions, and imperfect choices. You don’t win by becoming flawless; you win by staying real, even when the score looks terrible. Failure is not the end — it’s the most honest expression of survival.

Failed as a husband,
Made it as a lover,
Love the sunrise,
New room handover.

Failed as honest,
Made it as a crook,
Spoke the truth once,
No money took.

I miss the point,
But not the day.
I lose the fight,
And keep the play.
You call it wrong—
I call it my way.

Failed as a believer,
Made it as a priest,
Prayed in a whisper,
But noise is the best 

Failed as a listener,
Made it as a shrink,
I can focus on you,
If it's how I think.

I miss the point,
But not the day.
I lose the fight,
And keep the play.
You call it wrong—
I call it my way.

Failed as a dreamer,
Made it as a boss,
I have no vision,
But I can  make it a loss.

Failed as a friend,
Made it as a confidant,
I could be loyal,
But secrets I can't

I miss the point,
But not the day.
I lose the fight,
And keep the play.
You call it wrong—
I call it my way.

Failed as a sinner,
Made it as a preacher,
Cannot behave,
But tell you the way.

I failed a lot,
But I was true,
Intentions were good,
My feelings too,
But cannot fight,
The need to survive.

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