Luyện nghe bài hát Luther's windows

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

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

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

Like a homesick
Luther's in the window
the world
Floating by him

Luther's hands once held a
keys to a home and a blue Chevrolet
Now he with his mother, steals all her liquor
And smokes and stares at the ceiling for days

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

a homesick sailor
Luther's in the window
Watching the
Floating by him

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

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

And the bass is poundin', the trumpets are bleatin'
And he's reading a from St. John
A trickle of light seeps the blind
pulls down the shade until he makes up his mind

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

Like a homesick
Luther's in the window
the world
Floating by him

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