🎵 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 rivers, farms,  state lines
 The distance from 'A' to where  be
 It's  finger-lengths Jobby that I see
 I touch the place  I'd find your face
 My finger in creases  distant dark places
 
 I hang my  up in the first bar
  is no peace that I've found so far
 The laughter  my silence
 As drunken men find flaws  science
 
 Their words mostly 
  with just voices
  words in my memory
 Are  music to me
 
 I'm miles from  you are,
 I lay  on the cold ground
 I, I pray that something  me up
 And  me down in your warm arms
 
 After I have  so far
 We'd set the fire  the third bar
 We'd share each other  an island
 Until exhausted, close  eyelids
 And dreaming, pick up 
  last place we left off
 Your soft skin is 
 A joy you can't  in
 
 I'm miles  where you are,
  lay down on the cold ground
 And I, I pray  something picks me up
 and sets me down in  warm arms
 
 I'm  from where you are,
 I lay down  the cold ground
 and I, I pray that something  me up
 and sets  down in your warm arms