Luyện nghe bài hát Inverigo

We are late like a midnight train that's nowhere
We are sticks, we are stones, we are bones, we are hot air
We are under the trying to fix our hair

computers clicking binary genius into the night
There are formulas, remedies, reasons, is hindsight
There's the smell of artillery, the sky alight

We are bedrock, we're underground, we are as the rain
We are gathering pace, we are thunder wrapped in
We are running from the of our youth into more of the same

There's a motorway service station on a day
There's a lunchtime radio show, there's the shit that play
There's the percussion of buttons and in a cyber caf

We are some distant TV channel, a lesson old
We are rhythm and rhyme, partners in crime, we are fools
We are free as the wind the trees or so we are told

There's some faded out manuscript paper and an old
There is cash on the table, a tapestry alphabet
There's the moon and the tide and all the not written yet
There's the moon and the tide and all the songs not yet