Luyện nghe bài hát Gates Of Eden

Of war and peace, the just twists
curfew gull, it glides
Upon four-legged clouds
The angel rides

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

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

Upon the beach where hound bay
At ships with sails
Heading for the of Eden

With a time-rusted blade
and his lamp
Sits with hermit monks
Side saddle on the calf

On promises of paradise
You will not hear a
All except the gates of Eden

of a ownership
They whisper in the
To condemned accordingly
To wait for kings

And I try to harmonize with
The lonesome sings
There are no kings the gates of Eden

The motorcycle black
A two-wheeled gypsy
And her phantom cause
The gray flannel to scream

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

At my lover comes to me
And me of her dreams
With no to shovel the glimpse
Into the of what each one means

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