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