🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Pagan Angel And A Borrowed Car - Iron & Wine

  was a promise made of smoke
 In  frozen copse of trees
 A bone cold and older  our bodies
  floating in the sea
 Every morning there  planes
  shiny blades of pagan angels in our father's sky
 Every evening I would watch her hold the 
 Tight against her hollows, her  child
 I was  a beggar shaking out my stolen coat
 Among  angry cemetery leaves
 When they caught the king beneath the  car
 Righteous, drunk, and  for the royal keys
 
 Love was our father's flag  sewn like a shank
 In a cake on  leather boots
 A  feather floating down
  where the birds had shit our empty chapel pews
 Every morning  found one more machine
 To  our ever waning patience at the well
 Every evening she'd  the mountain stealing socks
 And singing something good where  their horses fell
 Like a snake within the wilted  wall
 I'd  to her every possibility
 While  his gun, the pagan angel rose to say
 "My love is one made to break  bended knee"