Luyện nghe bài hát My Mother's Son

All the Protestant
They're all swinging their
Fresh coat of red on lips
In a solar
I sat on the
Church bells rang in my
Big blue sky was so
the sun disappeared

White horses on the highway ride under strange and darker sky
A wind will come and scatter seeds and it will all of these
The children sing across the plains their voices and quickly fade

On a train
out of my mind
All the so kind
chills down my spine
And I fell into
And in that sleep I did
That I was at the seams
I don't know it means

Inside of baby kicks
And this house is of stone and sticks
All these things can break my and everyone must run alone
I run all night with lungs
I always be my mother's son

Yes I will be my mother's son
And I'm no different anyone

traffic and stadium lights
That's the from the sky
As that old black bird
I I could fly
What will we
we sleep in the dirt
Who will rise up
One can be sure