Luyện nghe bài hát Cracked Windshield

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

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

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

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

I've the king of Brixton and roamed the Bywater 'round
I saw all the of the little river town

And the drums the masses like a funeral band
the Lion of Judah came and stole their flag

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

I was a dreamer,
I set out on the road
But did I say I could my way back home?
Cracked windshield light - you take the best of me
Oh, burn it, babe - just to see

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

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