Luyện nghe bài hát Cracked Windshield

Drifting down the like the gospel ship
Magnolia all the bells in my head

I can feel October coming on the back-scratch
Red calling through the cracked windshield
Quite a few fallen on the path back there
When mamas come calling it's the saddest thing

Some are and buried
Some are found
If you feel a storm coming, shut your mouth

I was a dreamer,
When I set out on the
But did I say that I could my way home?
Cracked windshield - will you be the death of me?
Oh, it, babe - just enough to see

I've been the king of Brixton and roamed the Bywater
I saw all the colors of the little town

And the drums the masses were like a funeral
Then the of Judah came and stole their flag

A song is just a feeling and when you make it pay the
Next thing that you know, you're saying you'd never say

I was a dreamer,
When I set out on the
But did I say I could find my way back
Cracked windshield - don't you take the best of me
Oh, burn it, - just enough to see

Monday morning, early, getting the to school
I can fix this, babe - I can fix this,

I can see the ghosts coming over the tidewater
I know if I'm running