Luyện nghe bài hát Nyc Ghosts Flowers

When the phone rang 3 in the morning, dead middle of
was nothin' on the line
I set back the silent receiver, flames lit in my head
Hey did any of you freaks ever remember Lenny?

I can't remember his last
He's to dust now, one of the chosen few
Left out in the rain, out of town
Left out in the rain, bound I guess

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

On a crimson by a chrome bumper I last saw you
Alive, to thrive
Evening fireflies lit sparks around head
But wait a minute back 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 please me a jug of winter light?
Fold me in an whim?
In sweet fire light?
In the city of tin?

Are you famous under the
Familiar the things you wanted?
Able now to it all in?
Making peace 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 cover up the one that
Push back the
I hear your voice, I speak name
Among New York City Ghosts
Will we to run again?
Through New York City flowers