Luyện nghe bài hát The Crossing

Maps on the of your hands point to the cross
Scratches on walls in a room draw out your
Your islands are conquered and you are returned to the
Martyrs take penance and fill up the mattress with

Pull with holy men
Stain all the atlas
And let us a beach
Where we can cross our

Stand in the as the carousels spin
out your welcome again
Stand on the of mountains and
Wear out welcome again

hit hard with an uncontrollable light
Piercing the senses click deep in the night
Crouched in a pillow of straw on the floor
Creeping a path to the mat that back the door

Pull straws holy men
all the atlas pink
And let us a beach
Where we can our hearts

Build up railways that run through the horns of the moon
up a city with cast iron museum walls
Explain your machines to the boys, feed with tools
out the skill in your skin, polish your hair

Pull straws with men
Stain all the pink
And let us find a
Where we can cross our

Stand in the wind as the spin
Wear out welcome again
on the silence of mountains
And take a look to the sea

Stand in the wind as the carousels
out your welcome again
Stand on the silence of
And take a down to the sea