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

 I find the map and draw a  line
 Over rivers,  and state lines
 The distance from 'A' to  you'd be
 It's only  Jobby that I see
 I touch the  where I'd find your face
  finger in creases of distant dark places
 
 I hang my  up in the first bar
 There is no peace that I've found  far
 The  penetrates my silence
  drunken men find flaws in science
 
 Their words  noises
 Ghosts  just voices
 Your words in my 
  like music to me
 
 I'm miles from  you are,
 I lay down on the cold 
 I,  pray that something picks me up
 And sets me down in your warm 
 
 After I  travelled so far
 We'd  the fire to the third bar
 We'd share each other like an 
  exhausted, close our eyelids
 And dreaming, pick  from
 The last place we  off
 Your soft  is weeping
 A  you can't keep in
 
 I'm miles from  you are,
 I lay down on the  ground
 And  I pray that something picks me up
 and sets  down in your warm arms
 
 I'm miles from where  are,
 I lay down on  cold ground
 and I, I  that something picks me up
 and  me down in your warm arms