Luyện nghe bài hát Four Winds

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

A squatter's made a of a Mexican girl
With fifteen of spray paint and a chemical swirl
She's standing in the at the end of the world
Four winds through her hair

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

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

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

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

Well, I went back, I a Cadillac, a company jet
a newly orphaned refugee, retracing my steps
All the way to Cassadaga to with the dead
They said, "You'd better alive"

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

But great Satan's gone, the whore of Babylon
She just remain with all that outer space
She breaks, she breaks, she caves, she