Luyện nghe bài hát Mother, I Climbed

On tomorrow's wagon, in a yester-dreamin' day
I rode to heaven never I'd be back this way
Now I'm standin' at your doorstep with my halo grey
up your gate, Marianna

Lay me down in the dark of your love
Mother I sought the chosen people, but I no one to comfort me
Lay me in the dark womb of your love
Mother I climbed the highest steeple, I nothin' to believe

When they called my against the wall I took my place in line
And put my trust in priestly men to break the ties that
But their straight and narrow highway's just a row of billboard
Open up your gate,

So I set my feet to walkin' from the sidewalk to the
In search of any saint or sage who knew the plan
Yeah, I every backroad in that broken promise land
Open up your gate,

As lightnin' burns these bridges under, smoke surely rise
And the fables of my innocence blow lazy the skies
When truths reveal themselves as little more than lies
Open up your gate,

Sticks and might break this body and words might wound my soul
And phantom visions fly me where the fear to go
But when story's over and my sun is sinkin' low
Open up gate, marianna

Mother I the holy mountain, I found nothin' to believe