Luyện nghe bài hát Wings

At night we crossed the following a Black robe
To the edge of the reservation-to Cataldo
Where the saints and all the martyrs look on dying converts
What makes the water holy she says is that that it's the closest to rain

I stole a mule from I helped Anne up upon it
And we rode to Coeur d'Alene-through and Wallace
were blasting out the tunnels-making way for the light of learning
When Jesus comes a'calling she said he's coming the mountain on a train

It's my home-last night I dreamt that I wings
I a place where they could hear me when I sing
We floated on to on a lumber boat up river
Past the and the mill-towns like a stretch of future graveyards
She was driven to I wonder what will happen
When they find out they're mistaken and the land is too changed to ever

We through the marketplace-someone's ship had come in
There was silver and begonias-dynamite and
There were hearts as big as and apples in the shape of Mary's heart
I said inside this gilded cage a songbird always looks so
It's my home-last night I dreamt I grew wings
I found a place they could hear me when I sing.

And so they with cameras-breaking through the morning mist
Press and businessmen-tycoons-Episcopal
Lost in their appraisal of the body of a
But all we saw were lowlands-clouds to mountains without strings

And at last we saw some huddled up against
The rain that was descending like railroad spikes and
They were headed for the border-walking and running
Then they were gone into the fog but Anne said underneath their she saw wings