Luyện nghe bài hát Cathedrals

In the shadows of tall
Of fallen angels on the
feathers in bronze and concrete
Faded colors, pieces incomplete
The line moves slowly past the electric
Across the borders between

In the cathedrals of New York and
There is a feeling that you should go home
And spend the lifetime out just where that is

In the shadows of buildings
The architecture is peeling
statues and glass dividers
Someone is all of the outsiders
The line moves through the numbered gate
Past the of the head of state

In the cathedrals of New and Rome
There is a feeling that you should go home
And spend the lifetime finding out just where is

In the shadows of tall
Of open arches kneeling
Sonic echoing vistas
is listening from a safe distance
The line moves slowly into a fading
A final moment in the of night

In the of New York and Rome
There is a feeling that you should just go
And spend the lifetime finding out just that is

In the cathedrals of New and Rome
There is a that you should just go home
And spend the lifetime finding out just that is