Luyện nghe bài hát Surface of The Moon

Snow in a soulless
Covers up the in the road
As a wastrel buys her
And wipes her nose

Like a Elvis imitator
These streets, I so well
Have pasted beyond recognition
With a smell

Now the midnight eases out
Leaving marooned
And without her it might as be
The surface of the

So the well swept streets of Jackson Heights
To the dockside
Every thing's now a
Of what it to be

But they tarted up the trenches
And painted the blue
It seems like a home to me
Than just a they bury you

Now lit up like a cathedral
In our frozen concrete
And her it might as well be
The of the moon

So I need her and I her, that is true
But I'm here like some shipwreck
Still on to you
But when beat out the tramps
And patch up the slums, everything will be
There'll be a new facade for us to behind

So on the trails of our coupling
In the we used to meet
I am amazed by the lack of
That I would flood through me

And the riverside we first kissed
Has now been
To a phony old market
Where only shoppers get

Now your arms embrace me
In unfamiliar room
And for all I care it as well be
The of the moon

Yeah, for all I it might as well be
The surface of the