Luyện nghe bài hát Political Lies

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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