Luyện nghe bài hát St. Matthew

She walks around on brass that never touch her feet
She speaks in conversations that never are
And looking over past things she has never done
She herself, "St Matthew" when she is on the run

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

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

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

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

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