Luyện nghe bài hát Cracked Windshield

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

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

Some are dead and
are never 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 - will you be the death of me?
Oh, burn it, babe - enough to see

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

And the drums the were like a funeral band
Then the Lion of Judah came and their flag

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

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

Monday morning, early, the kids 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