Luyện nghe bài hát Luther's windows

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

Luther's is as hot as an oven
With air as stale as old forgotten bread
In a cage on the 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 the stars
You see only

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

Luther's hands once a chain
With keys to a home and a blue
Now he lives with his mother, all her liquor
And chain smokes and at the ceiling for days

Turn back to the sun
You see only
Look beneath the
You see only

Like a homesick
Luther's standing in the
Watching the
Floating by him

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

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

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

Well, turn your to the sun
You see shadows
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
It's floating by him