Luyện nghe bài hát Political Lies

In the summer my son was born
In the unchanging town that fathered me
I retraced many steps to fit my own footsteps
Is it the truth perhaps is no return

Political lies, promises
This shadow everywhere, the sense of
And you and I stumbling in their blindness
The of Wall Street, Moscow, and White Hall

How miles I walked by the union canal
of the hands that made it, the hands of the navies
Thinking of the patient horses that along the barges
Whose tow ropes rubbed groves on the pillars of the bridges
And I this "What rubs you rubs me"

lies, political promises
This shadow everywhere, the sense of
And you and I left in the history
A history of mystery, a history of

All the banks of the union canal
I walked in the sunset of a summer's evening
Scottish skin head, head, Scottish flag, the tune in his head
Looks at the sky and asks me "What it mean?"

lies, political promises
This shadow everywhere, the of powerlessness
And you and I left basking in the
The anguish of those we have failed to

In the I listen to my own darkness
I being born and dying have the same tax bases
I think about the of God on the prison
And about sides and becoming lost again

Political lies, political
shadow everywhere, the sense of powerlessness
And you and I left the same old question
The sheer unspeakable of being here at all