Luyện nghe bài hát Cracked Windshield

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

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

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

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

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

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

A song is just a feeling and when you it pay the rent
Next thing 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 find my way back
Cracked windshield light - don't you take the of me
Oh, burn it, - just enough to see

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

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