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

 Love was  promise made of smoke
 In a frozen  of trees
 A bone cold and older than  bodies
  floating in the sea
 Every  there were planes
 The shiny blades of  angels in our father's sky
 Every evening I would  her hold the pillow
 Tight against her  her unholy child
 I was still a beggar shaking  my stolen coat
 Among the angry cemetery 
 When they caught the king beneath  borrowed car
 Righteous, drunk, and fumbling for the  keys
 
 Love was  father's flag and sewn like a shank
 In a cake  our leather boots
 A beautiful feather floating 
 To where the birds  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
 And singing something good  all their horses fell
 Like a snake  the wilted garden wall
  hint to her every possibility
 While with his gun, the  angel rose to say
 "My love is one made to  every bended knee"