Luyện nghe bài hát Closer to the Truth and Farther from the Sky

Ribbons flying out the window
As we drove the interstate
Sex was so brand new
It was hard as to wait

She made faces at the goddamn
And said, "Look at you boy, you worship Satan"
because I had the same long hair
As the in all their paintings

Every church just me scared
Of like servant and faith and congregation
In a with so many answers left
Why do I so many explanations
To get closer to the truth and from the sky?

Check,
And the static the speakers
Like a hymns of inspiration
The road just winds through the
Like a big black headed for salvation
And I'm getting closer to the truth and from the sky

A roadside wall-papered and menus
In a town that its own name
We were hungry for that had a pulse
As we freed from the rain

There's a disgruntled metal playing guitar
For a pop up on the screen
With his guitar held and his head held low
He just wants a chance to be

And the static the speakers
Like a thousand hymns of
The just winds through the canyon
Like a big black snake headed for
And I'm getting to the truth and further from the sky

Well, he tells me at the bar that on his last leg
That he used to it all in his hands
That the girls don't think much of him days
It's just hard for him to

'Cause he's a bit older and a little bit thin
But still got his heart in a sling
And we paid for the drinks and the drinks
And it couldn't be more late, yeah we're all so

'Cause the static singes the
a thousand hymns of inspiration
The road winds through the canyon
a big black snake headed for salvation
And I'm closer to the truth and further from the sky