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 here ever remember

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

Between the and a column of hazy faces
I remember word 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 your head
But wait a minute let's up a bit
Some famous stars were busted down on avenue
real men not knowing who they really were

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

Are you famous under the
Familiar with the you wanted?
Able now to it all in?
peace 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 in spite of it?

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