Luyện nghe bài hát Four Winds

Your class, your caste, your country, sect, your or your tribe
There's people always dying, trying to 'em alive
His body's decomposing in tonight
In an building where

A squatter's made a mural of a girl
With fifteen cans of paint and a chemical swirl
She's in the ashes at the end of the world
winds blowing through her hair

But when great Satan's gone, the whore of
She can't sustain the pressure where it's placed, she caves

The Bible's blind, the Torah's deaf, the mute
If you them all together, you get close to the truth still
They are pouring over Sanskrit on the Ivy moons
While lengthen in the sun

Cast all the school and meditation to soften the times
And hold us at the center the spiral unwinds
It's knocking over fences, crossing property
Four winds, cry until it

And it's the sum of man, towards Bethlehem
A heart just can't all of that empty space
It breaks, it breaks, it

Well, I went back, I rent a Cadillac, a jet
Like a newly orphaned refugee, retracing my
All the way to Cassadaga to commune the dead
They said, "You'd look alive"

And I was off to old Dakota a genocide sleeps
In the black hills, the bad lands, the east
I buried my ballast, I my peace
With four winds, leveling the

But when great Satan's gone, the of Babylon
She just can't remain with all outer space
She breaks, she breaks, she caves, she