Luyện nghe bài hát Cracked Windshield

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

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

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

I was a dreamer,
I set out on the road
But did I say that I find my way home?
Cracked windshield light - will you be the of me?
Oh, burn it, babe - just to see

I've been the of Brixton and roamed the Bywater 'round
I saw all the colors of the river town

And the drums the masses were like a band
Then the Lion of Judah came and stole flag

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

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

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

I can see the ghosts over the tidewater plains
I don't know if I'm