Luyện nghe bài hát Counting Down The Hours

Innocence, it don't come easy, in a it never will
Accidents mean no one's guilty, ignorance means killed
So I our Mr. Mellor how to get to where one's going
And he to his survival, and he points me down the road

And I go on and on to a light low
Wondering if I got a and counting down the hours 'til it goes

On a wet night in April, on a street in Jersey where
I went looking for some writing that I knew would not be
And a punter the Pelhams and the police in the rain
Were concerned more with a car with the fact the light had changed

But after all morning, as I drove down 95
To a of detainees who were barely kept alive
I could deal with trying to process pigeons acting they're doves
But not with interference from the power lines

I go on and on to lead a light low
Wondering if got a soul counting down the hours 'til it goes

And precautions, yes
But if you're playing a gun, well you could kill someone
And in the dark it's hard to know a
But I'm not angry, I be forever angry

As I'm walking tomorrow with a rifle in my hand
And I'm thinking about new England, and I'm old Japan
And a mountain in California where a runs hot and cold
And if I told you I ageless, would you tell me I'm not old?

I go on and on to lead a light low
Wondering if I've got a soul and counting down the 'til it goes
On and on to lead a low
Wondering if I've got a soul and counting the hours 'til it goes