Luyện nghe bài hát Land Of The Living

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

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

Beneath the sky I watch them pray
While the of the world hurry on their way
I think they're 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 still over Manhattan
She's still holding that torch for life

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

I pass the firemen on duty
Carpets of in candlelight
And thank you in a child's
Taped to the Street firehouse wall

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

This is the of the living
This is the that's mine
She still watches over
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 name on the 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 up today
And I'm not one of them no matter they say"

"I'm just worried 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

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