Luyện nghe bài hát House

There's a moon over this ancient town
A faced the color of the sky
And every street we walk down
Belongs to the where my father died

Where prisoners march in luck step with each
Reavers test the of their reign
Dragging their dead from the other
While I my place, center stage

been thrown by the thrashing of his going
Chained to his unseen
I've in luck step without knowing
My indifference, my disguise

Now it through me like an injection
pain throbbing real inside
And pulse in my body
to the house where my father died

Won't catch his spirit in a
On or alive in guttering glow
And death comes through these streets like a
Bent up and beaten, oh, a bitter blow

And in bars and shaded back
Those who cope just get high
But every place this drink me to
Belongs to the house, where my died

And there's a full moon over ancient town
Head lights the banner of the sky
Rain rages the steadings and the open
And I'm a child shadows with tears in my eyes

And the valley cannons and
blow beneath the bruising of the sky
Like centuries shield the from my wonder
And I'm as helpless as a child hiding from

And the face from my mind is
I count the wounds for the first time
Tonight there's gonna be a
I'm the house where my father died