Luyện nghe bài hát Bones

She sits in the sunlight morning
And waits for her memory to
If she you she's got a messiah
It's one she's already made

She's no taking shortcuts
In her village of and nobody's home
By the that the summer is over
nowhere to be seen

She smiles and slightly frightened
As you walk she wants to cry
The bloom in the garden
Her is buttered and fried

On a day the great was seen clearly
On a bad hardly aware
And waits for the reaper to

Her doormat is propped up
Since when they came to clean
Her has been re-vacated
she is now in a home

Or she is just bone
Or perhaps she is just
Or perhaps she is bone
bone, just bone
Just bone, bone