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

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