Luyện nghe bài hát Land Of The Living

Late afternoon back in New town
Waking up as the wheels touch
up my guitar and walk away
Wish I was home to stay

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

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

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

Back home fire's burning, I can see it in the air
Pictures of faces posted
say, "Hazel eyes, chestnut hair
Mother of two, down there"

I pass the on duty tonight
Carpets of flowers in
And thank you in a scrawl
Taped to the Third Street wall

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

is the land of the living
This is the that's mine
She watches over Manhattan
She's still holding onto 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 looked out the window at the ghost filled

I cuts 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 what they say"

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

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