Luyện nghe bài hát Pegan Angel And A Borrowed Car

Love was a promise of smoke
In a frozen copse of
A bone cold and than our bodies
floating in the sea
Every morning there planes
The shiny blades of pagan in our father's skies
Every I would watch her hold the pillow
Tight against her hollows, her unholy
I was still a shaking out my stolen coat
Among the cemetery leaves
When they caught the king beneath the car
Righteous, drunk, and fumbling for the royal

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