Luyện nghe bài hát Flickering Flame

When my neurons to direct my thoughts
Away divorce and competitive sports
to the place where all rivers run to the sea
Then I be free
Yes I be free

On a see-saw in a strange
The sat on the Cardinal's hand
And the played
And the planners plan what be
On a back seat in a room
Sat Molly Malone and Leopold
the police came down with a new broom
And swept clean

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

On the road in a bar room
A pick up band a new tune
When the coloured girls
I my heart boom
When a new song hits the right
a clearing sky saves an old boat
When an insight strikes the
From own eye

Geronimo
Like the Eskimo
the Blackfoot
And like the
Like Horse
I'll be the one to lay down my gun

Just out of
the next range
I'll feel the heat of a flame

On an African Plain by a thorn
My old Philippe is waiting for me
Que cera,
What will be will be
When a dies and the tears rise
From that deep well that runs dry
And the break their bracelets
And the men take whisky outside

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

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