Luyện nghe bài hát The List

He was a caller, he was younger than he felt
Settled like a moth down in the east-end Neon
he used to be a believer, til the city got its grip
Now if theres any holiness left, he cant remember it

She was a butterfly, crashed in 92
Into some veiled little suburb that they bulldozed
Where the little fat angels guard the harvest like they
Well its now but it used to be the woods
It used to be the

And, oh its a lonely town
And oh, its a lonely tune
And if my name is on list I guess Ill see you soon

First he heard her voice and then he saw her
She shone just like a crucifix, an of grace
And they got on like children, they got a hotel
They got a new religion, a and a spoon

And they gave thanks to the heavens, but the devil their hands
And walked that great divide between Disciples and partisans
And the brown and the Bible, they were never quite
But the life that grew inside her well that felt a bit love
felt a bit like

And, oh its a lonely town
And oh, its a little tune
And if my name is on that I guess Ill see you soon
And if my name is on that list I Ill see you soon

The seasons are a metronome, the rhythm and the
The took his heart away, the spring it took her child
And the honeyed breath of summer is and overgrown
But its always autumn its not too late To find your way back home
To find way back home

And a bell sometimes reminds them, or the singing in the
The of a match, the smell of Paraffin
And some folks are drawn to the flames, and some just want to
But the lonely are the prettiest of all, they from the inside
burn from the inside
Yeah, the lonely are the prettiest of all, they from the inside