Luyện nghe bài hát Political Lies

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

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

How many I walked by the union canal
Thinking of the hands that made it, the hands of the
Thinking of the patient horses that pulled along the
Whose tow have rubbed groves on the pillars of the bridges
And I thought this "What rubs you me"

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

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

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

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

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