Luyện nghe bài hát Four Holy Photos

Hold up a of a highway
And a picture of a
And a picture of money
And a of some bones
All together, all in a row

But out of all those
only notice one
But it's really not
No, it's no more than a
It shows what doors are open

If looking at the home
Well, feet are scared
You're at the road
gonna feel restless for a while
Yes, for a while, for a

If you're at the money
Well, you benefit from the
You're looking the
Well, you got some silly in their eyes
Yes, in eyes, in their eyes

This the song, the song
The song of four holy
They never look into their own
the second closest you'll get

There's settlement of
In a land they can't see
Where the are always singing
And the runs clean

But all these
Told them
There's a church
And a hand that pulls a rope

And the swings the bells
As they ring into the
And make an
And it stops

Well, so I up those pictures
In their foraminous
Where mood is a little nervous
But they felt they had a reason enough to
So stayed

And no one they looked
Could see the bones at all
The took the money
And the took the color of the road

Yes, and the
And no one
It was one of who did
And he on what he saw

And ruined his
He was as a misfit
Ah, you
That's just what get sometimes

the song, this the song
The song of four photos
They never look into their own
It's the second closest get