Luyện nghe bài hát Nyc Ghosts Flowers

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

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

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

On a crimson highway by a bumper I last saw you
Alive, to thrive
Evening lit sparks around your head
But wait a minute back up a bit
Some famous stars were down on fashion avenue
Impersonating real men not knowing who really were

Now here at dark corners all is calm and 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 corrosive fire
In the made of tin?

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

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

Can you cover up the one floats?
back the hours?
I hear your voice, I your name
Among New City Ghosts flowers
Will we meet to run
New York City Ghosts flowers