Luyện nghe bài hát Ears of Tin

In the late hours of a sunset
Chill against tide that carries me through you
Got a job in a southern city, got some lead-free in my
Now I must whisper goodbye, I'm for the mainland

in the city, cut by a cold sea
People on an ocean, groundswell of humanity

Now the sun through rain as I climb Glen Shiel
On the of those old cattlemen who drove their bargain south again
And in the of those five, five sisters of Kintail
There's a wink of seduction from the

Island in the city, cut by a sea
People movin' on an ocean, groundswell of
Storm-lashed on the high-rise, words are spray to the wind
like silent laughter, falling on ears of tin

Take my and take my brawn
by stealth or take by storm
Set my brain to
I can see the of the suburb lights
I'm from the out-world
the mainland blues
Was in mainland

There was a girl where I from
Seems like a long time, long gone by
Wears the wind in her hair
She calls the hill
Yeah, she calls in my blues
Up in mainland

It's the blues

a coast road that winds to heaven's door
Where a fat ferry on muted diesel roar
And a light on the hillside and there's a flame in her eyes
But how the lights burn on the mainland

Island in the city, cut by a sea
movin' on an ocean, groundswell of humanity
Storm-lashed on the high-rise, their words are to the wind
Blown like laughter and falling on ears of tin
In my blues