Luyện nghe bài hát The List

He was a clubland caller, he was younger he felt
Settled like a moth down in the Neon belt
he used to be a believer, til the city got its grip
Now if theres any left, Well he cant remember it

She was a high-rise butterfly, in 92
Into some veiled little that they bulldozed through
Where the little fat angels guard the like they should
Well its downtown now but it used to be the
It to be the woods

And, oh its a lonely town
And oh, its a lonely little
And if my name is on list I guess Ill see you soon

First he her voice and then he saw her face
She shone just like a crucifix, an instrument of
And they got on like children, they got a hotel
They got a new religion, a and a spoon

And gave thanks to the heavens, but the devil held their hands
And they that great divide between Disciples and partisans
And the brown and the Bible, they were never enough
But the life that inside her well that felt a bit like love
felt a bit like

And, oh its a little town
And oh, its a lonely tune
And if my name is on that list I Ill see you soon
And if my name is on that list I guess Ill see you

The seasons are a metronome, the rhythm and the
The took his heart away, the spring it took her child
And the honeyed breath of is sweet and overgrown
But its autumn sings its not too late To find your way back home
To find your way home

And a bell reminds them, or the singing in the wind
The striking of a match, the smell of
And some are drawn to the flames, and some just want to hide
But the lonely are the prettiest of all, they burn from the
They from the inside
Yeah, the are the prettiest of all, they burn from the inside