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 walk
Wish I was home to stay

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

Beneath the concrete sky I watch them
While the people of the world hurry on way
I think praying for us all today
And the stories that from the sky that day

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

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

I pass the firemen on duty
Carpets of flowers in
And you in a child's scrawl
Taped to the Third Street wall

There's of the lost 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 on this street

This is the land of the
This is the that's mine
She watches over Manhattan
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 at his name on the back of his seat
And I looked out the window at the ghost 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 up today
And I'm not one of them no matter what say"

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

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