Luyện nghe bài hát AT THE EDGE OF THE SCENE

(J. Ferguson/Sloan)

Well you've got bags together
And you're off the new world
The is impatient
With sons
She four girls
The father's wrapped in
Of relations
flurries on the window
As he dials station
home

It's upon black
He's cutting the track
Old Ireland's
May still him back
At the edge of the
The old were round
The is heard
It's the cue for his

Well

As of all
He's likely second to
Well, the change is
And only take one
At the of the scene
He's revered by the
Not just our feet
But from here to the

Well

The ties that are
Are the ones he binds
If we off track
Well, keep us aligned
At the edge of the
Not in D.C.
It's the sound from down
Years ago set him

Well

My is tame
No its not wild
Expectations were
For this child
At the end of the
When our revealed
You know my life
And it's the way that I

Well

you're miles above Pacific Ocean waters without angel's
Wings will help getting closer
When my headphone untangles
Oh pilot, can you me
Our destination
raindrops on the windshield
Yet skies are he reckons
For

Yeah...