Luyện nghe bài hát Nyc Ghosts Flowers

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

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

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

On a crimson highway by a bumper I last saw you
Alive, to thrive
Evening fireflies lit sparks around head
But a minute let's back up a bit
Some famous stars busted 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 dreaming quiet questions in a graceful mood
Can you pass me a jug of winter light?
me in an ocean's whim?
In corrosive fire light?
In the made of tin?

Are you under the skin?
with 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 how high the sky tonight?
Dig out under in spite of it?

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