Luyện nghe bài hát Bruised Orange

My in the ice house, come hill or come valley
Like a long ago Sunday when I walked the alley
On a winter's morning to a church house
Just to shovel some

I heard sirens on the train track howl naked nuder
An altar boy's been hit by a commuter
Just walking with his back turned
To the train that was coming so

You can gaze out the window, get mad and get
Throw your hands in the air, say what does it
But it don't do no good to get so help me, I know

For a heart stained in anger weak and grows bitter
You become your own prisoner as you yourself sit there
Wrapped up in a of your very own chain of sorrow

I've been brought down to zero, out and put back there
I sat on a park bench, kissed the girl with the hair
And my head shouted down to my
"You better out below"

Hey, it ain't such a drop, don't stammer don't stutter
From the diamonds in the sidewalk to the dirt in the
And you carry those to remind you wherever you go

You can gaze out the window, get mad and get
Throw hands in the air, say what does it matter?
But it don't do no good to get angry so help me, I

For a heart stained in anger grows weak and grows
You become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit
Wrapped up in a trap of your own chain of sorrow

My in the ice house, come hill or come valley
Like a long ago Sunday I walked through the alley
On a cold winter's morning to a church
Just to shovel some

I heard sirens on the train howl naked gettin' nuder
An boy's been hit by a local commuter
Just from walking his back turned
To the train that was so slow

You can out the window, get mad and get madder
your hands in the air, say what does it matter?
But it don't do no good to get angry so help me, I

For a heart in anger grows weak and grows bitter
You become own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there
Wrapped up in a trap of your very own of sorrow