Luyện nghe bài hát Angels & Demons

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Host and the Ghost

Little girl at the foot of the bed;
Angels and demons in her head.
She carries them around she goes,
She puts on a face but somehow it shows.

Little boy at the foot of the stairs,
Hoping that someone answer his prayers.
He puts out the candle, it his eye
As ten thousand fill the sky.

Angels and
Omens and
and sightseers,
Merchants souvenirs.

Little boy to the top of the stairs,
A voice in his says Don't worry, we care.
We've been watching you there,
messages through the air

We're the angels and demons that play with hair,
We're the angels and demons, and always there.
We are the breeze at the well of the
We are the noises no-one is there.

Angels and
Omens and
and sightseers,
Merchants souvenirs.

The sky feeds the and the earth feeds me
Come us and we'll let you see,
The spiders climb swiftly away,
Our machine takes us to another day.

Little boy as they whisk him away
My and demons have come to play.
Monsters with claws, and all!
I can through the air without touching the floor.

Angels and
Omens and
and sightseers,
Merchants souvenirs.

Little cries at the foot of the bed,
Angels and demons in her head.
She carries around wherever she goes
She puts on a brave face but it shows.

A spaceship descends, the demon his wings,
Says he's here to be friend again.
Little cries at the foot of the bed,
Wondering what it is that in her head.
Who
It
Who
It shows...
Who