Luyện nghe bài hát Political Lies

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

lies, political promises
This everywhere, the sense of powerlessness
And you and I left in their blindness
The blindness of Street, Moscow, and White Hall

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

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

All along the banks of the canal
I walked in the flaming sunset of a evening
Scottish skin head, glue head, flag, the tune in his head
at the sky and asks me "What does it mean?"

Political lies, political
This shadow everywhere, the sense of
And you and I left basking in the
The of those we have failed to hear

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

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