Luyện nghe bài hát Land Of The Living

Late afternoon back in New town
Waking up as the touch down
Pick up my guitar and away
Wish I was going to stay

of taxis, I wait my turn
Tar and asphalt, exhaust and
the road on a patch of ground
Taxi drivers are down

Beneath the concrete sky I watch them
While the people of the hurry on their way
I they're praying for us all today
And the stories that fell from the sky day

This is the of the living
is the land that's mine
She watches over Manhattan
She's holding onto that torch for life

Back fire's still burning, I can see it in the air
of faces posted everywhere
They say, "Hazel eyes, hair
of two, missing down there"

I pass the on duty tonight
of flowers in candlelight
And thank you in a child's
Taped to the Third Street firehouse

shadows of the lost on the faces I see
Brothers and strangers on this island of
death in the air but there's life on this street
There's life on street

This is the of the living
This is the land mine
She still watches over
She's still holding that torch for life

I got in a taxi, said, "Hudson Street, please"
He started the and he looked at me
I glanced at his on the back of his seat
And I out the window at the ghost filled streets

I noticed on his hand and his face
And I said, "You're bleeding, are you okay?"
He said, "I'm not so good, got beat up
And I'm not one of them no matter they say"

"I'm just worried my family
My wife's in the house and scared to leave"
And I know what to say, I didn't know what to say
But I a prayer for him anyway

is the land of the living
This is the land mine
She watches over Manhattan
She's still holding onto that for life