Luyện nghe bài hát They're Not Herey're Not Coming

(don lynch)

the arizona desert
To the plain
on the horizon
Patterns on the
Anxious turned upward
souvenirs
Carrying our highest and our darkest fears

They swear there was an accident in '47
Little man with a great big
Splattered down from
conspiracy; cover-ups and lies
Hidden in the desert endless skies

Well, it's a cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold,
Post, postmodern
No time for heroes, no place for guys
No room for the flying squirrel

They're not here, not coming
Not in a million
Turn your eyes back homeward
Stop your trembling, dry tears
You may see the flashing
You may hear the humming
But I you, my brother
They're not here, they're not

Would they into the saucer
Find rat and hug it?
Go screaming through the
Just to get
Well, I don't so, I don't think so
It's much too dangerous, it's too strange
in a world that won't give oprah no home on the range

Well, it's a cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold,
Post, world
No authenticity, no of soul
The radio won't george and merle

They're not here, they're not
Not in a million
we put away our hatred
'til we lay our fears
You may see the heavens
You may the cosmos humming
But I you, my sister
They're not here, they're not

To garden we were given
And always for granted
It's my daddy told me, you just bloom where you're planted.
Now you long to be
From this world of pain and
That's a sorry for a spiritual life

(solo)
Well, a cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold
Post, postmodern
No place for sentiment, no room for
Bring back the duke of

not here, they're not coming
Not in a million
Turn hopes back homeward
your children, dry their tears
You may see the flashing
You may hear the humming
But I promise you, my
They're not here, not coming

They're not here, they're not
Not in a years
'til we put our hatred
And lay aside our
You may see the heavens
You may hear the humming
But I you, my brother
They're not here, not coming