🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Set The Fire To The Third Bar (ft. Martha Wainwright) - Snow Patrol

 I  the map and draw a straight line
 Over  farms, and state lines
 The distance from  to where you'd be
 It's  finger-lengths Jobby that I see
 I touch the place where I'd  your face
  finger in creases of distant dark places
 
 I hang my coat up in the  bar
 There is no peace that I've found  far
 The laughter penetrates  silence
 As drunken  find flaws in science
 
  words mostly noises
 Ghosts  just voices
 Your  in my memory
 Are  music to me
 
 I'm miles from where  are,
 I lay down on the cold 
 I, I  that something picks me up
 And sets me down  your warm arms
 
 After  have travelled so far
  set the fire to the third bar
 We'd share each other like  island
 Until exhausted, close  eyelids
 And dreaming, pick up 
 The last place  left off
  soft skin is weeping
  joy you can't keep in
 
 I'm miles  where you are,
  lay down on the cold ground
 And I, I  that something picks me up
 and sets  down in your warm arms
 
 I'm miles  where you are,
 I lay down on the cold 
 and I, I pray that  picks me up
  sets me down in your warm arms