Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry Of The Deed

They're coming out of the walls, they're coming up through the
They're wracked by some invisible beat
And right outside of your door, the very stones alive
They are the spring in the step, the look in the eyes

Put your Baudelaire
And come outside and

Me and all my are poets of the deed
We're exactly what country needs
We until we're drunk, we drink until we bleed
We are what we

Pentameter in attack, iambic in the veins
Free verse powered of the light mains
An Iliad played out without a shadow of
Between the end of the club, yeah, and the sun out

Leave at his desk
We have romance in our

Me and all my friends are of the deed
We're exactly what this needs
We scratch until we're drunk, we until we bleed
And what we believe

Before we get bored, let's be
Let's ignore the applause and set the on fire
every war like the drunks in the choir
Put our art our mouths are poetry of the deed

Enough with words and theses
Let's grab life by the and live it to pieces
We can choose, we can and if we don't
We're just afraid of living like we're loved
And in and alive to all the things we could be
If we just that life

Life is too short to live poetry
If you've got soul, darling, now on and show it to me
Life is too to live without poetry
If you've got soul, darling, now on and show it to me

Life is too short to live poetry
If you've got soul, darling, now on and show it to me
Life is too short to without poetry
If you've got soul, darling, now come on and it to me

Life is too short to live poetry
If got soul, darling, now come on and show it to me
Life is too short to live poetry
If got soul, darling, now come on and show it to me

Life is too to just sing the one song
So we'll burn a beacon and then we'll be gone