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

 I find the map and  a straight line
 Over rivers,  and state lines
 The distance from 'A' to where  be
 It's only  Jobby that I see
 I touch the place where I'd  your face
 My finger  creases of distant dark places
 
 I hang my coat  in the first bar
 There is no peace that  found so far
 The laughter  my silence
 As  men find flaws in science
 
 Their words mostly 
 Ghosts with just 
 Your words  my memory
  like music to me
 
 I'm  from where you are,
 I lay down  the cold ground
 I, I pray that  picks me up
  sets me down in your warm arms
 
 After I have travelled so 
 We'd set the fire to the third 
  share each other like an island
 Until  close our eyelids
  dreaming, pick up from
 The  place we left off
  soft skin is weeping
 A joy you  keep in
 
 I'm  from where you are,
  lay down on the cold ground
 And I, I pray that  picks me up
 and  me down in your warm arms
 
 I'm miles from where you 
  lay down on the cold ground
 and I, I pray that something picks  up
 and sets me down  your warm arms