Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry

Some I've done make my conscience burn
My very shudder and squirm
I only hope I've learned from my sin
I heard a voice when I was
Got baptized, washed up
But the world has a way, if you know I mean
To scuff you up again and

I can't explain a thing
Not a star, or a feathered wing
Or how a man in has the strength to sing
Just one thing is to me
always more than what appears to be
And when the light's just
I I see poetry

Now, somebody made natural thing
From the soul, inside out to Saturn's
How my baby and how Ray Charles sings
Of course we were
The make rain, the ocean makes sand
The earth breathes fire, and lava makes
Now took a mighty hand
And a wild

I can't a blessed thing
Not a star, or a feathered wing
Or how a man in chains has the strength to
Just one is clear to me
There's always more what appears to be
And when the light's right
I swear I see

The dreams I dreamed came back
The friends I have, the I hold
I look down and I'm on of gold
After all the mud the way
And sometimes the big old
Just right on me
And whispers I'm home and I am free
And I'll that any day

I can't explain a blessed
Not a falling star, or a wing
Or how a man in chains has the to sing
Just one thing is to me
There's always more than appears to be
And when the light's right
I I see poetry