Luyện nghe bài hát Four Holy Photos

Hold up a of a highway
And a of a home
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 really not important
No, it's no more than a
It just what doors are open

If you're looking at the
Well, your are scared
looking at the road
You're feel restless for a while
Yes, for a while, for a

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

This the song, this the
The song of four holy
never look into their own eyes
It's the second closest get

There's of foreigners
In a land that they see
Where the birds are always
And the runs clean

But all things
Told them
a makeshift church
And there's a hand that a rope

And the rope the bells
As they ring the trees
And make an
And it never

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

And no one when looked
Could even see the at all
The leaders took the
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 labeled as a
Ah, you
That's just what saints get

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