Luyện nghe bài hát Political Lies

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

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

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

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

All the banks of the union canal
I in the flaming sunset of a summer's evening
skin head, glue head, Scottish flag, the tune 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 in the anguish
The anguish of we have failed to hear

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

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