Luyện nghe bài hát Pegan Angel And A Borrowed Car

Love was a promise made of
In a frozen copse of
A cold and older than our bodies
floating in the sea
Every morning there were
The blades of pagan angels in our father's skies
Every I would watch her hold the pillow
against her hollows, her unholy child
I was still a shaking out my stolen coat
Among the angry cemetery
they caught the king beneath the borrowed car
Righteous, drunk, and fumbling for the keys

Love was a flag and sung like a shank
In a cake on our leather
A feather floating down
To where the birds had shit on empty chapel
morning we found one more machine
To mock our ever waning patience at the
Every evening she'd descend the stealing socks
And something good where all the horses fell
Like a snake within the wilted garden
I'd to her every possibility
While with his gun the angel rose to say
"My love is one made to break every knee"