Luyện nghe bài hát Suit On A Frame

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

There's a light at the end of the evenings that
A fire only such hour can sing
It slips off the tongue in the trees bare
That lean in to hear every prayer

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

An old stands up in a boat with a fan
Signals the shore with a 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 just how to the bone
Does my skin and my allow me to dare
To in the word of my every prayer?

My every