Luyện nghe bài hát Connection

Unused at beginning of lyric sheet:
Warm.....round the hunting
Wrapped in the robes of the dead
Protected from winds
Under the shield of the gladiator
Standing in the of this stagecraft
All is black I cannot see your I need
Light I want to see your
Let my voice over your faces

Whoaa

A thousand years ago
livin' in bone white cities
Comin' and goin' on of silver
Talkin' history

Then something very went wrong
And

gathered round the hunting fires
(huddled in like animal, not human)
Round the of the late night fire
Cities gone, fading
Spend their lives round the late night
Give their souls to the fire
Seeking other's company
Tryin' to remember history

They connection
lost contact
They to touch you
Reach out across the and touch you

somewhere in the 20th century
A young named phoebe caulfield
Plops herself on the sofa
open a soda and watches you

She to watch murderer talk
She to see them on my tv
She likes to watch them how they
She to hear what they say

It's a car crash
Bloody

You wonder how get their shoes tied
Sit and stare at the there
She you watch them too
Stranglers, murderers, snipers,
assassins, crazy ones, cool ones
All them for

They lost
lost direction
They sexual, mystical
Magical, uninterrupted, gabriel like

I am
Again
This
All is
I cannot see your
me light
I want to see eyes
a little light
Inside your

A connection

Ah!!!!

I'd like to see jesus and
On the to damascus
What did you think would say
Would they fight with knives clenched in teeth
Like jews and arabs
Or would they walk and
philosophers and thinkers
Amused at other's insights
Relishing the waves there
the warmth of the hunting fire
Eager for, for
got to have
You know they

And let our two great
Cease senseless struggle
It hurts the children