Luyện nghe bài hát Congregation

Well, I met the son
He came for
The day he the lighting in the field
I him clear his throat
A within the road
That night the Tallahatchie took the

I've been knives
To see just they land
Now my is in your hands

Send in the
Open eyes, step in the light
A jukebox
Just as you

The upon the stage
Is the heart a cage
And they're singing like a in the round
There's mystery in wood
And ghosts within roots
That are tangled beneath this southern ground

I've been going life
Making foolish
Now my is in your hands

in the congregation
Open eyes, step in the light
A jukebox
as you were

And you need blind
No hope
Do you blind faith?
No false
Where is your faith?
No hope
Open your eyes, open your
Step the light
Open your eyes, step into the
The becomes

A
A congregation,
And they're singing like a bluebird in the