Luyện nghe bài hát Political Lies

In the summer my son was born
In the same 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 shadow everywhere, the of powerlessness
And you and I left in their blindness
The blindness of Street, Moscow, and White Hall

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

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

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

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

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

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