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 the silent receiver, tiny flames lit in my head
Hey did any of you freaks here ever Lenny?

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

Between the mattress and a column of hazy
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 fireflies lit sparks around head
But wait a let's back up a bit
Some famous stars were busted on fashion avenue
real men not knowing who they really were

Now here at dark all is calm and quiet and good
The kids are up dreaming quiet questions in a graceful mood
Can you please me a jug of winter light?
me in an ocean's whim?
In sweet corrosive fire
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 the sky tonight?
Dig out from under in of it?

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