Luyện nghe bài hát Hold On To It

Yesterday the circus town in a suitcase
Rimmed with key chain hearts
And tore those giant tents down

in the pouring rain
And the birds in the pouring
Ohm but my heart to the bearded woman
Who had a glory lonely gaze

She to fit her head
Inside an mouth
With some kind of grace

you find it, oh you better use it up
You better on to it
Like it's an answer to prayers

is coming early this year, you can tell
'Cause everybody's got old jobs back
No one stays too long here
left circles in the wide back fields

And the tried to cover up the scars
You can still run your hands soft black earth
And wonder where are
Oh but my son for the fields today

He's a generation
good with his hands
Got his mother's and a big brass heart
And boy he loves to work that

Out on the in my new city
You can see shadows
Make prints on the
They know when the Salvation truck
around

Lions in the rain
And they're birds in the pouring
hold their cups
Out by the of the circus tent doors

Between the and the HMV
But you never
The rattle on a rich coat
Who's got it up with a key