Luyện nghe bài hát Asleep In The Chapel

Three chalk outlines sleep in the street
And in our beds, the sheets
They're the of guilt hanging around your neck
Next to the rosary you count asleep
And praying

are the symptoms
Of letting go of all our
Since we can't compete martyred saints
We'll douse ourselves in gasoline and our bodies from the lampposts
So that our shadows turn into lights

'White lights, white
We'll make as backing out in the center lane
(We swerve)
To the
(Spill)
All the ink
No
Do you hear the church ringing?

Wake up!! Wake up in an outline and try to
the shattered voice of the lives we lead
(Have we too long)
the bullet holes in a stained glass window state?
And praying

These are the
Of go of all our hope
(When we repent)
And praying
(We on the page)
(Read in the margins)
We are the
Of letting go of all our

Someday we'll be complete modern saints
Baptize our in gasoline
And hang our up in cathedrals
So that they turn to in the colored sun

'Red rain, red
We'll make as we're backing out in the lane
(We swerve)
To the
(Spill)
All the ink
(No revisions)
Do you hear the church bells
They for you

(We woke up this morning to a sky no air in it
And the street is with a thousand burning crosses
And what we was the sunrise, just passing headlights)

Still the choir girls
'Oh lord, can you save us, us?
Oh, lord, hallelujah.
Oh lord, can you save us, us?
Oh, lord, hallelujah.'

They are the
Of letting go of all our
We're falling asleep with eyes
asleep inside the chapel
Falling in chalk outlines
Falling as the headlights pass us by