Luyện nghe bài hát Land Of The Living

Late afternoon back in New York
up as the wheels touch down
Pick up my and walk away
Wish I was going to stay

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I noticed cuts on his 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 they say"

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

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