Luyện nghe bài hát Praying For Time

These are the of the open hand
They will not be the
Look now
These are the of the beggars and the choosers

is the year of the hungry man
Whose place is in the
in hand
With and legitimate excuses

The declare themselves poor
And most of us are not
If we have too much but take our chances
'Cause God's stopped keeping

I somewhere along the way
He must let us all out to play
Turned his and all God's children
out the back door

And it's hard to
so much to hate
Hanging on to
there is no hope to speak of

And the wounded above
Say it's much too
maybe we should all be praying for time

This is the year of the empty
Oh you hold on to you can
And charity is a you wear twice a year

These are the of the guilty man
Your television a stand
And you find that what was over there is over

So you scream from your door
And say what's mine is and not yours
I may have too much but I'll my chances
'Cause God's stopped keeping

And you to the things they sold you
Did you cover your eyes when they you
That he can't come
'Cause he has no children to come for

And it's hard to
When there's so to hate
Hanging on to
When is no hope to speak of

And the wounded above
Say much, much too late
Well maybe we should all be praying for