Luyện nghe bài hát Praying For Time

These are the days of the open
They not be the last
Look now
These are the days of the beggars and the

is the year of the hungry man
Whose is in the past
in hand
With ignorance and excuses

The declare themselves poor
And of us are not sure
If we have too much but take our chances
'Cause God's stopped keeping

I guess somewhere the way
He have let us all out to play
Turned his back and all children
Crept out the door

And it's to love
There's so much to
on to hope
When there is no hope to of

And the wounded above
Say it's too late
maybe we should all be praying for time

This is the year of the empty
Oh you on to what you can
And charity is a coat you twice a year

These are the days of the man
Your takes a stand
And you find that what was over there is over

So you from behind your door
And say what's is mine and not yours
I may have too but I'll take my chances
'Cause God's stopped keeping

And you cling to the things sold you
Did you cover your eyes when told you
he can't come back?
'Cause he has no to come back for

And it's hard to
When there's so much to
on to hope
When there is no hope to of

And the wounded skies
Say much, much too late
maybe we should all be praying for time