🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Set The Fire To The Third Bar (ft. Martha Wainwright) - Snow Patrol

  find the map and draw a straight line
 Over rivers, farms, and  lines
 The distance from 'A' to where  be
 It's only  Jobby that I see
 I touch the place  I'd find your face
 My finger in creases of distant dark 
 
 I hang my coat up in the first 
  is no peace that I've found so far
 The laughter penetrates my 
 As drunken men find  in science
 
 Their words mostly 
 Ghosts with  voices
  words in my memory
  like music to me
 
 I'm miles from where  are,
 I lay  on the cold ground
  I pray that something picks me up
 And sets me down in your  arms
 
 After I have  so far
 We'd set the  to the third bar
 We'd  each other like an island
 Until exhausted,  our eyelids
  dreaming, pick up from
 The last place  left off
 Your  skin is weeping
 A joy  can't keep in
 
 I'm miles  where you are,
 I lay down on the cold 
 And  I pray that something picks me up
  sets me down in your warm arms
 
 I'm miles from where  are,
 I lay down  the cold ground
 and I, I pray that  picks me up
 and sets me down in  warm arms