Luyện nghe bài hát Congregation

Well, I met the son
He came for
The day he the lighting in the field
I him clear his throat
A fork within the
That night the Tallahatchie took the

been throwing knives
To see just where land
Now my is in your hands

Send in the
Open eyes, step in the light
A jukebox
Just as you

The voice the stage
Is the heart inside a
And they're singing a bluebird in the round
There's in this wood
And within these roots
That are tangled deep beneath this southern

I've going through life
Making foolish
Now my is in your hands

in the congregation
Open your eyes, step in the
A generation
as you were

And you blind faith
No hope
Do you blind faith?
No hope
Where is your blind
No false
your eyes, open your eyes
Step into the
Open your eyes, step the light
The becomes

A
A congregation,
And they're singing a bluebird in the round