Luyện nghe bài hát High Countries

A bus station, in the steam from the
In this of pale strangers, should I go or stay?
The whole field of vision, beneath me now
And the houses spread for a miles, in this gray town

And the weight of glory, if you it in your hand
It would pass right through you, so now's your

Would you fall to Would you fall to pieces?
Would you fall to pieces in the high

We are just pilgrims of the great
I am to the light and I am captive to my own remorse

And the weight of glory, if you it in your hand
It would pass right through you, so now's chance

Would you fall to pieces? Would you fall to
you fall to pieces in the high countries?

You the cup to the bottom, but it burns in your hands
The cup was poured out on the Maker
Out on the green plains, I am but a
Bound up with all that I call mine still the light

Would you fall to pieces? you fall to pieces?
Would you to pieces in the high countries?
Would you to pieces? Would you fall to pieces?
Would you fall to pieces in the high

In the high countries in the countries