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

 I find the map and draw a straight 
 Over rivers, farms,  state lines
 The distance from 'A' to where you'd 
 It's only  Jobby that I see
 I touch the place where  find your face
 My finger in creases of distant  places
 
 I hang my coat up in  first bar
 There is  peace that I've found so far
 The  penetrates my silence
 As drunken  find flaws in science
 
 Their  mostly noises
 Ghosts  just voices
 Your words in my 
 Are like music  me
 
  miles from where you are,
 I  down on the cold ground
 I,  pray that something picks me up
 And sets me  in your warm arms
 
  I have travelled so far
 We'd set the  to the third bar
 We'd share each other  an island
 Until exhausted, close  eyelids
 And  pick up from
 The  place we left off
 Your soft skin is 
  joy you can't keep in
 
 I'm miles from where  are,
 I lay down on the  ground
 And I, I  that something picks me up
 and  me down in your warm arms
 
 I'm miles  where you are,
  lay down on the cold ground
 and I, I pray  something picks me up
 and  me down in your warm arms