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
Slowly in the sea
Every morning there were
The blades of pagan angels in our father's skies
evening I would watch her hold the pillow
Tight her hollows, her unholy child
I was still a beggar out my stolen coat
Among the angry cemetery
When caught the king beneath the borrowed car
Righteous, drunk, and for the royal keys

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