Luyện nghe bài hát Motorway To Damascus

Daybreak on the to Damascus
A angel flagged me down and asked for a ride into town
For God's sake, on the motorway to
This heavenly angel, wise and pure, proceeded with a guided
"Behold! A city of silver grey and white,
Of rooftops glinting in the light
And wind-power generators turning through the night"
on the motorway to Damascus
The heavenly angel flapped its wings and told me more things
Like how one day this to Damascus
Would without trace, the unsustainable replaced
"Behold! The new New in four hundred shades of green
Stretching out us where it always should have been
A botanical for as far as the eye can see"
on the motorway to Damascus
The heavenly angel looked at me and said "Well, what's it be?
The long haul, or the shorter way to
Choose with care and you will that one day there will come a time
When the silhouetted of the crumbling cooling towers
Are but ivy-clad of a long-forgotten power"
Must the monkeys leave Gibraltar's rock and ravens the Tower
Before we look and see for what we really are?