Luyện nghe bài hát Gates Of Eden

Of war and peace, the just twists
It's curfew gull, it
Upon four-legged clouds
The cowboy angel

With his candle lit the sun
its glow is waxed in black
All except when 'neath the trees of

The savage soldier sticks his head in
And complains
Unto the shoeless hunter gone deaf
But remains

Upon the beach where dogs bay
At ships tattooed sails
for the gates of Eden

With a compass blade
Alladin and his
Sits with Utopian monks
saddle on the golden calf

On their of paradise
You not hear a laugh
All inside the gates of Eden

of a ownership
They whisper in the
To those accordingly
To for succeeding kings

And I try to with songs
The lonesome sings
are no kings inside the gates of Eden

The motorcycle Madonna
A two-wheeled gypsy
And her silver-studded cause
The flannel dwarf to scream

As he weeps to wicked birds of
Who pick up on his crumb sins
And there are no sins the gates of Eden

At dawn my comes to me
And tells me of her
With no attempts to shovel the
Into the ditch of what each one

At I think there are no words
But to tell what's true
And are no truths outside the gates of Eden