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

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