Luyện nghe bài hát Luther's windows

Luther's are littered with nothin'
A crystal, a picture, a dead potted
A white curtain, the nose prints of a dog
A shot glass from his truck driving days

Luther's is as hot as an oven
With air as stale as old forgotten bread
In a on the dresser there's a parrot that talks
But her name and over is all that it says

Turn back to the sun
You see shadows
Look beneath the
You see night

Like a sailor
standin' in the window
Watching the
Floating by him

Luther's once held a chain
With keys to a and a blue Chevrolet
Now he lives his mother, steals all her liquor
And chain smokes and stares at the for days

Turn your to the sun
You see only
beneath the stars
You see only

Like a sailor
Luther's standing in the
the world
Floating by him

Yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah,
He is watching the
by him tonight

Luther's by himself on the sofa
With his head bowed but his eyes are open wide
Having a one man revival with an Bible
Listenin' to the parade by

And the bass drum is poundin', the trumpets are
And he's reading a verse St. John
A trickle of light seeps through the
Luther pulls down the until he makes up his mind

Well, your back to the sun
You see only
Look the stars
You see night

Like a sailor
standin' in the window
Watching the
by him tonight

It's floating by him
It's floating by him
floating by him tonight