Luyện nghe bài hát Congregation

Well, I met the son
He came for
The day he the lighting in the field
I heard him his throat
A within the road
That night the Tallahatchie took the

I've throwing knives
To see just where land
Now my world is in hands

in the congregation
Open eyes, step in the light
A jukebox
Just as you

The voice the stage
Is the inside a cage
And they're singing like a in the round
There's mystery in this
And ghosts within roots
That are deep beneath this southern ground

I've been going through
Making plans
Now my world is in hands

Send in the
Open your eyes, in the light
A generation
Just as you

And you need faith
No hope
Do you have blind
No hope
Where is your blind
No hope
Open your eyes, open eyes
into the light
Open eyes, step into the light
The becomes

A
A congregation,
And singing like a bluebird in the round