Luyện nghe bài hát The Ocean (Is Bleeding Salt)

Strung out down in a
And the ocean is bleeding salt the mile
So I hid as armies
But you found me, turn when I sleep on your porch

And don't you cry, my
Nashville is
Mama, and you cry, my darling
New York is the

Brooklyn, quiet and
When the close
stuck counting cracks on the street

The war and you're swinging a gun
When the bomb
You're stuck lead from your teeth

And don't you cry, my
is forgotten
Mama, and you cry, my darling
New York is the

Strung out down in a
And the ocean is bleeding down the mile