Luyện nghe bài hát Suit On A Frame

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

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

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

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