Luyện nghe bài hát Summer's Last Sound

The gulls are coming in off the
The smell of corpses passed in
Mass graves uncovered, must be abroad - it can't be
I can sense your violence, but I still understand
How when the seems dead and you've got the future
In the palm of your
Run quick through (noble?)
killers hide
Our get bricks in windows
And get hushed-up trials
And you're waiting for a knock at the
would tell if you spent the next few years
Free from life attacked by bombs
The price of bread went up five today
And an immigrant was kicked to death

And I'm for my life for the first time in it
And we've known all along that a home can put your life at
So I guess we'll just again
And the s are off the land
The targets lure them in

be absurd, it can't be here
Until we a place to settle
just keep moving on
We stay in flocks birds, no one dares to move along
Across a sea of bleached
Chased by death in all its
Over mountains, under
We to kill, let's shoot for fun
a desert's burning skies, we never stop to sleep or eat
Death always us in the end, its shadows weeping
Over hot and plains, a killer to see us slain
Over fields of wheat and grain, the endless, pouring rain
Why can we never find a place to land?
And we find ourselves through God's providing
At the of every day