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

Ribbons flying out the window
As we down 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"
Just because I had the long hair
As the Jesus in all paintings

church just made me scared
Of words like servant and and congregation
In a world so many answers left
Why do I need so explanations
To get closer to the and further from the sky?

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

A roadside venue and menus
In a town that forgot its own
We hungry for anything that had a pulse
As we ourselves from the rain

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

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

Well, he me at the bar that he's on his last leg
That he used to have it all in his
That the girls think much of him these days
It's hard for him to understand

'Cause a little bit older and a little bit thin
But he's got his heart in a sling
And we paid for the drinks and the drinks
And it be more late, yeah we're all so late

'Cause the singes the speakers
Like a thousand hymns of
The road just winds the canyon
Like a big black headed for salvation
And I'm closer to the truth and further from the sky