Luyện nghe bài hát Even the Darkness Has Arms

I was holding my
the tightrope walker
Slipped into the
all my children follow me,
Maybe it's to go
You can be chrome when you're
Can be wise you're blue
And if I have, then I have for you

Bribing the jury to me in jail
"Tea for the Tillerman"
And although I lie
I an oath on my history
It's a I can see
You can be wrong when right
Even when right on cue
And if I die tonight, I die for you

Calling on that call me son,
Great-grandson, or
Great uncles, aunts and
To judge what I have
Gonna make by you
if it's all I do
And if all I do, then I do for you

will raise a whole lot of hell about
The and the wind-mill
And I stab chaotically
It no one but me
the darkness has arms
But they got you
Baby, I have it, and I you too

And a light in the
To the night through
May be so but what can I do
it on, keeping it on
And I know I like it but what that prove
I worry I don't know
How to you

I bring to you with hands
All the books that my abides
Kind that my passion wore
Like the wears the tides
Maybe the went dry
an eye on you
And with an eye on you, it drown me too

People raise a whole lot of hell about
The and the wind-mill
And although I stab
I an oath on my history
Even the darkness has
But ain't got you
Baby, I have it, and I you too

And a in the window
To pass the night
May be so uncertain but can I do
Keeping it on, it on
And I know I like it but does that prove
Sometimes I worry I don't
How to you