Luyện nghe bài hát Eyeless In Holloway

There's a man at hand, there's a way
The sand and a crooked dream
And collared off at the modern age of
Summoned off for down the line

They lost eyes in old streets
Where the funeral pyres burned the last of the

He filled his and he tipped his cap
And a root to toot with the and that
And a girl of the summer by the sea
to her, would you like to go with me?

Wind is turned and the trucks
And the changed and the hard to soft
And in with changes, out with time
Nothing left but walking down the

They lost eyes in old streets
Where the funeral pyres burned the last of the

Dragging loose through the den
And I out less with sporting wear
to fit than you'd be feeling now
She is aware he is always how

her sweetness and his sweeter scented
And her swimming till the fury's bended
And lost in all be to lost in time
What joy the darts might be to walk the

They lost eyes in old city
the funeral pyres burned the last of the meek

They lost eyes in old city
the funeral pyres burned the last of the meek

They lost eyes in old streets
Where the funeral pyres burned the last of the