Luyện nghe bài hát Down The Burning Ropes

When the let go
Slowly into the water like some ancient lover
On a ship filled ghosts
It's to behold

the paper thin girls
With little braids in their hair,
They off their coats and throw
Pebbles and stones from the of the boat,
out
The stones they float, the stones float
Oh my God, the stones they float, the stones float

the burning ropes
Past the places where the steal meet concrete skies
You make your bed the moonlight
I think it's time we goodbye

Cause nothing moves in the air
And words that would cut like a knife,
They just hang in the and you're
by the lord,
But you're pulled by the and
overboard, you're overboard
Oh my God, overboard

My love she's
She's
My love over board

Not a shell
In the valley where my heartache and the lay
It's not the time to be hanging around
You know some might say

That people get too
That with the simplest of crimes
They leave, behind,
As I clean the knife for the very time
I think she knows, I think she
Oh my God, I think she

I she knows