Luyện nghe bài hát Soft As Birds

Baby's screaming on the
and dirt in the sky
viscous fumes in the
and the house is a

Angry in the doorway
the lies and telephones
got the papers and the case
but we're going to make it

The clouds bellow with behind
the hidden rises high
with mutters too low for
far away but well 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 to ripe vines
in

There's in my head
and a girl in my
how did it come to
now there's in a kiss

The clouds bellow light inside
the hidden glory comes
with mutters too for words
hard as sin, as birds

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