Luyện nghe bài hát Pegan Angel And A Borrowed Car

Love was a promise made of
In a copse of trees
A bone and older than our bodies
Slowly in the sea
morning there were planes
The blades of pagan angels in our father's skies
Every evening I would her hold the pillow
Tight her hollows, her unholy child
I was still a shaking out my stolen coat
Among the angry cemetery
When they caught the king the borrowed car
Righteous, drunk, and for the royal keys

Love was a flag and sung like a shank
In a cake on our boots
A beautiful feather down
To the birds had shit on empty chapel pews
Every morning we one more machine
To mock our waning patience at the well
Every evening she'd descend the mountain socks
And singing something good where all the fell
Like a snake the wilted garden wall
I'd hint to her possibility
While with his gun the angel rose to say
"My love is one made to break bended knee"