Luyện nghe bài hát Soul and Cigarette

Albatross flying again, after twenty in a cage
over seas, brings a ghost to his knees
Feathers flocking into words on a
Now I've had faith, but I've also had
And I've seen you slipping in the serpent's mouth
On that never happened
Flights that were
Cut short like a throat, to sing

As I in the street, where you shuffled your shoes
Staring up into windows, sinking into blues
My soul and cigarette signing a truce
And it made me for a moment or two

a pilgrim in the holy land
Like a pilgrim in the holy
Like a in the holy land
Clapping dirt to a cloud his hands

tongue, do you know where it's been
Tasting poison and
Dragged back from death, by the of a breath
in the fortress of a lover's caress
Bloodthirsty saint, with the of a whore
Dancing in the garden where babies were born
Feels of ferina, gentle Proserpina
Weeping as we cling to her storm

As I walked in the street, where you your shoes
up into windows, sinking down into blues
My soul and were signing a truce
And it made me for a moment or two

Like a in the holy land
Like a pilgrim in the land
Like a pilgrim in the holy
Clapping dirt to a cloud his hands