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 calling through the cracked windshield
Quite a few have on the path back there
When their mamas come it's the saddest thing

Some are and buried
Some are never
If you feel a storm coming, better your mouth

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

I've been the 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
Then the Lion of Judah and stole their flag

A song is just a and when you make it pay the rent
Next thing that you know, you're something 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 light - don't you take the of me
Oh, burn it, babe - 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 the tidewater plains
I don't know if I'm