Luyện nghe bài hát House Gone Up In Flames

It's in the grain of the
It's in the needle's
in the eagle's claw
It's in the eyes you

It's in the dreams
It's in the sleet and the
in the unmarked box
Came in the mail

It's in the dead pocket
It's in the child's sin
It's in the
Written in small print

It's in Powell's lies
in the Shaman's trance
It's in the cellar
And in the best laid plans

Now we cut and run
half the blame
Yeah, stop now
why we came
House gone up in

It's in the National
It's in the roach
in the closed partition
'Tween class and coach

It's in the relentless
It's in the room
It's in the hands of
And it's in the tomb

It's in the man's dreams
in the poor man's hands
It's in the body
Along the Rio

in the evening shade
It's on the tongue
It's in the tears
And in the miner's lungs

Now we cut and run
Take the blame
Yeah, stop now
That's why we
gone up in flames

It's in the moon's spin
It's in the sky
It was in St. denial
That thrice deny

It's in the distant
It's in the prayer
they won't find us hidden
Here the stairs

So consider lucky
And watch you say
I got I wanted
You get the same

It's in print nailed
To the cathedral
in the black cold pressure
On the ocean

Now we cut and run
Take the blame
Yeah, don't now
That's why we came
This house up in flames