Luyện nghe bài hát Cross Against The Moon

Moonlight streaks across a picture of a Marilyn
While the corn stocks rattle her bedroom window
A strong Nebraska wind laying those prairie flat
She those bible stories to her calico cat

She stares into the mirror at the cross her neck
And hears her daddy's sermons through her head
Then she closes her and drifts into a dream
her name on a marquis sign beside James Dean

It's the cross the moon
A restless girl in a bedroom
Sweet and the silver screen
Yellow, brick and technicolor dreams
Nothing's and white, nothing's wrong or right

Just questions that she to answer soon
It's the against the moon
Whoa, cross against the
Oh,

Her daddy Sundays spent in gospel tents
Would keep the stars from her innocence
She to live her life without these doubts and fears
But the sound of brimstone burning in her ears

So she fights the of what she wants to be
Trying hard to find the to chase her dreams
She up to Marilyn, says, "You're looking good"
She puts her bible in her suitcase, off to Hollywood

It's the against the moon
A girl in a pink bedroom
seventeen and the silver screen
Yellow, brick road and dreams
Nothing's and white, nothing's wrong or right

Just questions she hopes to answer soon
It's the cross against the
Whoa, cross the moon
against the moon