Luyện nghe bài hát Nyc Ghosts Flowers

When the phone 3 in the morning, dead middle of night
There was nothin' on the
I set back the receiver, tiny flames lit in my head
Hey did any of you freaks here ever remember

I remember his last name
He's turned to dust now, one of the few
out in the rain, out of town again
Left out in the rain, ocean bound I

the mattress and a column of hazy faces
I every word you said
Quite a clear
Ev'ry word you
The door was but the way was not lit
And there was no way out of my

On a crimson highway by a chrome I last saw you
Alive, inclined to
Evening lit sparks around your head
But a minute let's back up a bit
Some famous stars were down on fashion avenue
real men not knowing who they really were

Now here at dark corners all is calm and quiet and
The kids are up late dreaming questions in a graceful mood
Can you pass me a jug of winter light?
Fold me in an ocean's
In corrosive fire light?
In the made of tin?

Are you famous under the
Familiar the things you wanted?
Able now to it all in?
Making peace with every hole in the

Did lightning keep you up all
Illuminate the soot and
Can you how high the sky tonight?
Dig out from in spite of it?

Can you cover up the one that
Push back the
I hear voice, I speak your name
New York City Ghosts flowers
Will we to run again?
Through New York City flowers