Luyện nghe bài hát Pegan Angel And A Borrowed Car

Love was a made of smoke
In a frozen copse of
A bone cold and older our bodies
Slowly in the sea
Every there were planes
The shiny blades of pagan angels in our skies
Every evening I would watch her the pillow
Tight against her hollows, her unholy
I was still a beggar out my stolen coat
Among the angry leaves
When they caught the king the borrowed car
Righteous, drunk, and fumbling for the royal

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