Luyện nghe bài hát Four Holy Photos

Hold up a of a highway
And a of a home
And a picture of some
And a picture of some
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 just what doors are open

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

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

This the song, this the
The song of holy photos
They never look into their own
It's the second you'll get

There's of foreigners
In a that they can't see
Where the birds are singing
And the water runs

But all things
them nothing
There's a makeshift
And there's a hand that pulls a

And the rope swings the
As they ring into the
And an echo
And it stops

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

And no one when looked
Could even see the at all
The leaders took the
And the others took the color of the

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

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

This the song, this the
The song of holy photos
They never look their own eyes
It's the closest you'll get