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

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