Luyện nghe bài hát This Strange Engine

There was a boy who into this world
At the hands of a woman in a holy place
He a red coat and walked a bulldog
Saw reflected in the mirror of the lakes

Lived in the shadow of the
the smells of disinfectant
Dusty old and the polished wood of his bed

No more than a baby feeding on the river
Holding the of his mother
And the wax paper bag of bread

And his father on the side of the world
On the railings and some far away tide
With the silent dry tear of home thoughts from
In his far away eyes, in his far away

The of the wax on the wooden floor
of polish and soap
No children to fear or to play
Rows of empty for the coats

An upright piano and the boys in the
remind him of just before he was born
Remind him of just he was breathing
Strange visions of God

Turn the cities families, into villages of souls
Hovering in the air while they're
With houses invisible
Send to me the of Christmas
Whispering, "You're the one"

And since I was a boy
I felt that I belonged
Like they did to me
Was an to see

How I would with the illusion?
In direction would I jump
I do it all the same
As the in the game?

Or I spit it back at them
And not get up in their rules?
And according to my own
And not be used, not be

To the fundamental truths
It was going to take time
Thirty five summers the line

The wisdom of each passing
Seems to serve only to
to serve only to confuse

Daddy came out the and took us
Away to his dirty hometown
And he worked down on a mine for National Service
So that he could be

There was a purple in the chrome
Of the exhaust of his motorbike
And a warmth of oil and metal and the
Of the hard corner tight

From the came home from the navy to the mine
the horizon to buried alive
Took his dream
Buried his in his faraway eyes

And one day as the boy lay
In the sunshine of a half afternoon
A cloud of bees no particular aim and no brain
Found the boy, decided his time had come

Came down out of the sky, him in the face
and again, blue pain, screaming like baptism
Intravenous like being chosen
Something no brain, blue pain
It's happening again, it's happening

Oh, Mummy, Daddy, you sit a while with me?
Oh Mummy, Daddy, will you jog my
Tell me tales of Montego Bay, table mountain
Flying fish, banana spiders, of paint

And the sun on the
Setting like an thrown to deep water
From to black
But coming back tomorrow on the

The blue pain fades to a
Where it doesn't fade, it stayed
And his red coat heart to this strange engine
love, this love

This love, this
Blind, blood-diamond, puzzle

love, this blind, blood-diamond
This puzzle I don't
That knows no faith and
And fails and tries

at the sea
The night's deep
For one time and bleeds
And bleeds and for you

And and is to blame
And is
And is not the
And is true, is
Is true, is true and
Is true