Luyện nghe bài hát Poets Moon

--- "Poet's Moon" from the single "Credo" ---
You sit there biding your time of your and into your mind
Penning that are dreams in action
A glass raised to an muse a boy stands in his father's shoes
And a man smiles at thistle under a Poet's moon
Under a Poet's moon a life sign burning
A Poet's moon a vision shining and
The lovers lie in the long grass, flowers make their bed
a Poet's moon there are dreams in action, prayers met
And questions as the world birls in the darkness
I'm still staring at the skies a Poet's moon
A night black as hoodlo's eye, the sparks fly from a tinker's
As the stories among us under a Poet's moon
A falls onto stony ground without a hope and without a sound
From the weeds will the flowers under a Poet's moon
Under a Poet's moon, a salmon dettling
In a guddler's hand that is patient
With a touch, to charm the life
His fingers play the
Under a Poet's moon there's a whistle out in no mans land
Where a flare is falling in a night
The dreamers stand flowers in a storm
You sit there biding your time out of your head and into your
Penning thoughts are dreams in action
A cross made in a polling booth another in a field
Of blue and a drunk man
At a thistle a Poet's moon
a Poet's moon there are angels crying, dead men born
And devils laughing and the dance goes on regardless
You're carried from the
Under a moon there are dreams in action
Prayers met and questions answered as the world birls in the
I'm staring at the skies, under a Poet's moon