Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry

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

I explain a blessed thing
Not a falling star, or a feathered
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 I see poetry

Now, somebody made natural thing
From the soul, inside out to rings
How my baby smiles and how Ray sings
Of course we were
The clouds rain, the ocean makes sand
The earth breathes fire, and lava land
Now took a mighty hand
And a imagination

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

The dreams I dreamed back ten-fold
The friends I have, the woman I
I look and I'm on streets of gold
all the mud along the way
And sometimes the big old
Just right on me
And that I'm home and I am free
And take that any day

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