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 fork within the
That the Tallahatchie took the wheel

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

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

The upon the stage
Is the heart a cage
And they're like a bluebird in the round
mystery in this wood
And ghosts these roots
That are tangled deep beneath southern ground

been going through life
Making foolish
Now my world is in hands

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

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

A
A congregation,
And singing like a bluebird in the round