Luyện nghe bài hát Soft As Birds

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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