Luyện nghe bài hát Political Lies

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Political lies, promises
This shadow everywhere, the sense of
And you and I left the same old question
The sheer unspeakable strangeness of being at all