Luyện nghe bài hát Flying Sorcery

With photographs of Kitty Hawk
And the biplanes on wall
You always Amy Johnson
From the time that you small

No kept you grounded
your thoughts could get away
You taking off in Tiger Moths
Your wings against the of the day

Are you
On the tarmac with the in your hair
By the empty hangar you stop and stare
Leave the oil-drums behind you, they won't
Oh, are you

Oh, you me up in a leather coat
And you me for a ride
We were drifting with the
When the runway in sight

And the came up to gather us
And the turned to white
When I looked the sky was
I suppose you never saw the

Are you
In your jacket the grease-stain and the tear
up in the slipstream of the dare
The compass roads will you anywhere
Oh, are you

The sun up on Icarus
As the sail away
And lights the maps and
That Leonardo

You can see Faith, Hope and
As they bank above the
You can join the circus
You can the morning air against your wheels

Are you
Do you have a for me that you can share?
Oh, I never thought take me unawares
Just call me if you ever need
Oh, are you