Luyện nghe bài hát St. Matthew

She walks around on rings that never touch her feet
She in conversations that never are complete
And looking over things that she has never done
She calls herself, "St Matthew" she is on the run

She stoops down to gather shattered men
And knows that when it's over it will start
Both the times she it was a portrait of the sun
She calls herself, "St Matthew" she is on the run

Part of it is loneliness and how to steal
But most if it is weariness from standing up, not to kneel

She discovered new ways that she could help the dead
she must raise her hand to tell you what she said
Then standing in a landslide, she becomes
A girl named "St Matthew", when she is on the run

Part of it is loneliness and knowing how to
But most if it is from standing up, trying not to kneel

She discovered three new ways that she could help the
Sometime she must raise her hand to tell you she said
Then standing in a she suddenly becomes
A girl that's named "St Matthew", she is on the run