Luyện nghe bài hát Blown Away

Out the trees there is nothing to burn
Just an gas station, left to me in a will
Just a plate of bad habits and plenty of salt for the
a plate of bone china and plenty of salt for the wounds
At night are voices
By the old station
They come from an angel a kerosene tongue
She say's: "there is trouble, a trouble no one can name"
She say's: "help is too late when the memory remain"

down the wind
Let the trouble
Get blown
look back again

Down on the troubled
Down on the wind

You can on the nightbus and spend a few days
You can set some and fall asleep in this bed
But I know that you won't stay with of miles to go
Trouble has no friends trouble needs some place to go

down the wind
Let the begin