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

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

She made at the goddamn rednecks
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 made me
Of words servant and faith and congregation
In a world so many answers left
Why do I need so explanations
To get closer to the truth and further from the

Check,
And the static singes the
Like a thousand of inspiration
The road winds through the canyon
Like a big black snake headed for
And I'm getting to the truth and further from the sky

A roadside venue wall-papered and
In a that forgot its own name
We hungry for anything that had a pulse
As we ourselves from the rain

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

And the singes the speakers
a thousand hymns of inspiration
The road just winds the canyon
a big black snake headed for salvation
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 have it all in his
That the girls don't think much of him days
It's just hard for him to

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

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