Luyện nghe bài hát Nyc Ghosts Flowers

When the phone 3 in the morning, dead middle of night
There was on the line
I set back the silent receiver, tiny flames lit in my
Hey did any of you freaks here ever Lenny?

I can't his last name
He's turned to now, one of the chosen few
Left out in the rain, out of town
Left out in the rain, ocean I guess

Between the mattress and a column of hazy
I remember every word you
a clear picture
Ev'ry word you
The was open but the way was not lit
And was no way out of my head

On a crimson highway by a chrome bumper I saw you
Alive, to thrive
Evening fireflies lit sparks around your
But wait a minute let's up a bit
Some stars were busted down on fashion avenue
Impersonating real men not knowing who really were

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

Are you famous the skin?
with the things you wanted?
Able now to it all in?
Making with every hole in the story?

Did keep you up all night?
Illuminate the soot and
Can you tell how high the sky
Dig out from under in of it?

Can you up the one that floats?
Push the hours?
I your voice, I speak your name
Among New York Ghosts flowers
Will we to run again?
Through New York Ghosts flowers