Luyện nghe bài hát Waiting For The Flood

Many times this has been my playground
An endless of images, not too profound
I'll let you between the lines
If you can
Part of grand design of
Sainthood, childhood...slipping our fingers...

There it is in black and white for you to out loud
But all those promises just sow more seeds of doubt
Let my vision smother you in
It like the venom from a rattlesnake

It really doesn't now, the end will be the same
It really doesn't matter how the world will again
There's nothing you can do to the river flowing blood
The man has played his hand
waiting....waiting

Look for me in everything
I and breathe philosophy and spiritual escape
find me in the films and in the theaters
Through the of novelists and orators

It really doesn't matter now, the end be the same
It really doesn't matter how the world will again
nothing you can do to stop the river flowing blood
The man has played his hand
He's waiting for the

You walked me before, you know
We've this land before, you know
You've talked with me before, you
You my hand before, you know

It really doesn't matter now, the end will be the
It really doesn't how the world will rise again
There's you can do to stop the river flowing blood
The betting man has and we're just
for the flood

You've me too far
And too late to turn around
followed me too far
To stop the world being drowned
There's you can do
To stop the river flowing
The man has played and we're just
Waiting for the

waiting
We're waiting...waiting for the
We're
waiting...waiting for the flood
We're