Luyện nghe bài hát Radio Silence

Sliver of sundown, glimmer of
Running in place with trembling
of lightning, vision of sunrise
Overlay worlds on the grid of our

And 'em all down
With a looming wave
as old blood
With a warm, rage
And the crack of old

Yankee go

on signal, sucking on silence
Sodium lights on the face
Radio London, Radio
Where the Lincolnshire poacher's his cage

He was sold for a lifeline, sold for a
Singing an old lie the repeater
But the radio lapses, the dies
The sky is a screen, an open receiver
Summon an old sound, rattle to
on an axis, fly into pieces

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