Luyện nghe bài hát Thin Blue Flame

I became a thin blue
Polished on a mountain
And over hills and fields I
up in a royal blue

I flew over City last night
A bullfighter on the horns of a new moons
Caesar's ghost I saw the tides
The of Denmark's father still and quiet
And the whole world was looking to get
Trees a fist shaking themselves at the clouds
I looked over and it was then that I knew
Only a full house gonna make it

I a thin blue wire
held the world above the fire
And so it was I saw
Heaven's just a thin line

If God's up there he's in a cold dark
The heavenly host are just the cold dark
He bent down and the world in seven days
And ever since he's walking away
with nitrogen in lonely holes
Where seraphim or raindrops go
I see an old man the halls alone
But only a full house gonna a home

I became a thin stream
The smoke asleep and dreams
And in that clear blue
I saw Royal far below

Borders soft with
Streets with amputees
It's a Bible or a bullet put over your heart
It's harder and harder to tell them apart
Days are nights and the nights are
Beating hearts blossom into walking

And still looking in the clear blue sky for a sign
Get missiles from so high might as well be divine
Now the are howling at your door
Singing bout like it's the joy of the Lord
justice to the enemies not the other way round
They're guilty when and they're killed where they're found
If loosed on earth will be loosed up on high
It's a of a Heaven we must go to when we die
Where even Laurel begs Hardy for vengeance
The fat man is crying on his and his knees
Back in the he caught roses on the stage
Now he twists indecision takes for rage

Lead pellets peppering
Halcyon, laudanum and
Sings kiss thee hardy this cup
His winding sheet is busy up
In he looks for the light that has died
We need faith for the same reasons that it's so to find
And this whole thing is headed for a wreck
And a tragedy it's what we expect

At night I plans for a city laid down
Like the hips of a girl on the spring ground
Spirals and like the twist of a script
Streets for heroes that could almost exist
The fruit of Eden and the gardens that seem
To float the smoke from a lithium dream
Cedar growing in the cool of the squares
The young walking in the portals of prayer

And the future glass buildings and the an address
And the in pollen and the wine bottomless
And all wrongs forgotten and all vengeance right
The suffering verbs put to sleep in the
The future descending like a chandelier
And the world just and the guests in good cheer
In City I fell into a trance
Oh hell to believe there ain't a hell of a chance

I woke a clear blue sky
The sun a shout the a sigh
My old hometown and the streets I
wrapped up in a royal blue

I heard my friends out across the fields
The girls in the gloaming and the on the wheel
The raw smell of and the warm smell of hay
Cicadas electric in the of the day

A run of Three Sisters and the of the land
And the lake was a in the valley's hand
The straight of the highway and the out hearts
They were coming together they apart
And angels everywhere were in my
In the ones that I loved in the that I kissed
I wondered what it was I'd looking for up above
Heaven is so big ain't no need to look up
So I stopped looking for cities in the air
a full house gonna have a prayer
Only a house