Luyện nghe bài hát Soft As Birds

Baby's screaming on the
and dirt in the sky
fumes in the passageways
and the is a mess

kids in the doorway
the and telephones abound
got the and the court case
but we're going to make it

The clouds bellow with behind
the glory rises high
with mutters too low for
far away but within reach

I am the Lord - I am God
I made things to the glory of Me

See no kids on the
the swings in the wind
hot needles plunge to vines
in

There's alcohol in my
and a girl in my
how did it come to
now there's violence in a

The clouds bellow light inside
the hidden glory alive
with mutters too thick for
as sin, soft as birds

I am the - I am your God
I made these things so you might believe.