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

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