Luyện nghe bài hát Thoughts of California

In the cold mist of the morning I walking from my bed
I could hear the sparrows calling the branches overhead
And darkness still was over that aquatic sky
Then I of California but I still can't figure why
The military officers who my city block
They are gazing the windows
In a of dread and shock

But you will not be girl you know we can't just die
And I thought of then as I stopped to touch the sky
Your father is a senator your is the chief
They brand you as a sinner so they can play the priest
At the closing of the at the breaking of the dawn
Everybody feels for certain that all done something wrong

But you not be crucified, you shall not be tamed
Everybody wants to survive in a world consumed in blame
As we head to California with our suitcase of shame

As the light crawls into the atmosphere like a upon its knees
We stare through arching windows and watch the move underneath
To the waltz of early morning to the splitting of the
Then I of California but I still can't figure why

But we not be crucified we shall not be tamed
Everybody just to survive in a world so filled in blame
As we head to with our suitcase full of shame