Luyện nghe bài hát Flickering Flame

When my neurons conspire to my thoughts
from divorce and competitive sports
Back to the where all rivers run to the sea
Then I shall be
Yes I shall be

On a in a strange land
The jackdaw sat on the hand
And the fiddlers
And the planners plan would be
On a back seat in a room
Sat Molly Malone and Leopold
Until the came down with a new broom
And them clean

Geronimo
Like Quinn the
the Blackfoot
And the Arapaho
Like Horse
I'll be the last one to lay my gun

On the road in a bar room
A pick up band plays a new
the coloured girls sing
I feel my heart
When a new song hits the note
When a clearing sky saves an old
When an insight strikes the
mine own eye

Like
Like Quinn the
Like the
And like the
Like Crazy
be the last one to lay down my gun

Just out of
Beyond the range
I'll feel the of a flickering flame

On an Plain by a thorn tree
My old friend is waiting for me
Que cera,
What ever be will be
When a friend and the tears rise
that deep well that never runs dry
And the break their bracelets
And the men take whisky outside

In a pied-a-terre on the rue St
The red velvet pulls back to reveal
The place where the dark side the angel in me
The in me

When my synapses in my quest for applause
my ego lets go of my end of the bone
To focus instead on the that is precious to me
Then I shall be
I shall be