Luyện nghe bài hát Portable Television

Portable television, in snow
In a raggedy van on the side of the
The night it had frozen through my bones
So you took me in your arms, you out the cold

And oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh

Upstate New autumn, brightly colored leaves
Oh, the were on fire, they burn for you and me
And we were going it was built like a lie
But as sacred as the Bible, so we question why

And oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh

I sow it at the soil recently
Where the rows of teeth they grow in fields of infinite
And laid the father and here stood the son
the road meets the horizon for everyone
For

television, take us away
From this burden of we've carried today
Oh, the generator's but there's nothing on the air
And the static is a comfort, so we around and stare

And oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh