Luyện nghe bài hát Cathedrals

In the of tall buildings
Of angels on the ceilings
Oily feathers in and concrete
colors, pieces left incomplete
The line moves slowly past the fence
Across the between continents

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

In the of tall buildings
The architecture is peeling
statues and glass dividers
Someone is all of the outsiders
The moves slowly through the numbered gate
Past the mosaic of the of state

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

In the shadows of tall
Of arches endlessly kneeling
landscapes echoing vistas
Someone is from a safe distance
The line moves into a fading light
A final moment in the of night

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

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