Luyện nghe bài hát Cathedrals

In the shadows of buildings
Of angels on the ceilings
Oily feathers in and concrete
Faded colors, pieces left
The line moves slowly past the electric
the borders between continents

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

In the of tall buildings
The architecture is peeling
Marble statues and dividers
is watching all of the outsiders
The line moves slowly through the numbered
Past the of the head of state

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

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

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

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