Luyện nghe bài hát Soft As Birds

Baby's on the telephone
and dirt in the sky
viscous fumes in the
and the is a mess

Angry kids in the
the lies and abound
got the papers and the court
but we're to make it through

The clouds bellow light behind
the hidden rises high
with mutters too low for
far but well within reach

I am the - I am your God
I made these things to the of Me

See no on the playground
the swings sway in the
hot needles plunge to vines
in

There's alcohol in my
and a girl in my
how did it to this
now violence in a kiss

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

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