Luyện nghe bài hát Falling from Cloud 9

Rising to the top I must fall.
wings, salt the strings to remake the crawl to the top, and then take the fall again.
Blood soaked, gagged and chocked, face on stone, stripped bare, sucking in air,
this is my home, it seems rock and the hard place stuck between.
The Christ cause cursed man to the test.
And this cross crushed into my chest I'm still doing my best.

And so the winter time calling.
Through the skies I'm crawling, from nine, I've fallen.
And then the foolish rush in.
It's no longer mine, on cloud nine.

Place your dreams in a bottle, smash it to the ground, off you slippers and dance all around.
It's blood baby, just blood baby, it's just blood baby, it's just your precious blood.

I've come this far and I I'd go all the way but these fevered winds sway stronger each day.
Yeah I'm fool's gold, and my heart's not right but I'd still sell what's left in my soul to pay the tithe.
Shot in the glory of my prime.
Only to the bullets were divine.
So don't speak to me of heavens above, 'cos cloud nine is where fallen from.

Carry on the wayward son, the way lovers do.