Luyện nghe bài hát Land Of The Living

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

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

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

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

Back home 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
to the Third Street firehouse wall

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

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

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

I noticed cuts on his hand and his
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 what say"

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

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