Luyện nghe bài hát Suit On A Frame

There's a suit on my like a shadow of birds
Stitched all together by a of words
That like a moon in the thread of the air
And with the sound of my every prayer

a light at the end of the evenings that bring
A fire that only hour can sing
It slips off the tongue in the trees going
That in to hear your every prayer

The past is a foreign country that calls
That you regret into the cracks of its walls
rise at the border of love and despair
And fall when they've heard our prayer

An old woman up in a boat with a fan
Signals the with a wave of her hand
To a disappeared and a boy unaware
That he wades into reeds her every prayer

Now there's a cut on my cheek that I can't leave
I reach it to find how close to the bone
Does my skin and my allow me to dare
To live in the word of my prayer?

My every