Luyện nghe bài hát O, Porcupine

Without a queen the locust
the ground to black
Descending a shadowy tower
On a back

And scattered the
Who crawled snakes in the sand
As the red clay took the form of a
Who like a moth
To the of my open hand
My world, my sad little world

A speckled humbly inspired
Ran across the road when it could have
And it made me at the water's edge, Babylon
As we and slept, the river wept for you, O' Zion!
The stones cry out, shake the sky
All groans, "Shh!"

to it!

Messes of men in poverty
Not much for but we pretend to be
Share a silent and a pot of chamomile
like us should be stamped in solidarity

And I held you in my fond but memory
awaken with the Mother Hen to gather me
Who regretfully wrote, 'You have a ear for notes
But you yet appreciate harmony'

Oh, porcupine low in the tree, your eyes to
You'd be well inclined, not to with me
At the edge beneath a speechless sky
As His friends slept, Jesus and now wonder

And now you say you be set free?
And wanna set me
Well, I'm told that can come from
A union with the One who never

In my little world, in my sad little
I a plaster wall, my little world
In my little world, I was waiting, dying
To take at something, in my little world
In my world, in my sad little world
all there is in my little world

In a light shines on me
In darkness a shines on you

I never gathered from a thorny branch
I picked a grapefruit off a bramble bush
And for the past five almost six now!
You know you haven't once at me
With in your eyes

You say, 'Judas is a brother of
But sister in our darkness a light
And all I ever want to say for the rest of my
Is how that is God
And I've been mistaken on this or that point
That light is God