Luyện nghe bài hát Surface of The Moon

Snow in a soulless
Covers up the in the road
As a buys her cigarettes
And her pretty nose

Like a part-time Elvis
These streets, I so well
Have pasted beyond recognition
With a smell

Now the midnight train out
Leaving everyone
And without her it as well be
The of the moon

So from the well streets of Jackson Heights
To the drudgery
Every now a replica
Of it used to be

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

Now we're lit up like a
In our frozen ruin
And without her it as well be
The surface of the

So I her and I love her, that is true
But I'm stuck here like some
holding on to you
But when they out the tramps
And patch up the slums, will be fine
There'll be a new facade for us to behind

So on the ancient of our coupling
In the places we used to
I am by the lack of memories
I thought would flood through me

And the riverside where we kissed
Has now been
To a old world market
only shoppers get seduced

Now arms embrace me strangely
In your unfamiliar
And for all I care it might as be
The surface of the

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