Luyện nghe bài hát Broken Horse

October's got those orange
But somehow I still sight
When you lifted the lid off of my head
And me goodnight
Should it be a thorn in my
We never broke that horse
She slept in the rye
Seven miles from my front

up and come with me now
Down the road to the down barn
We could a blanket of coats
And our souls into the neighbours front lawn
But oh god that look in eye
Trouble does not search words
It sprung the biblical vine
And are waiting to return to the

The stitches in your clothes
Your bows
We your hair to make them
We're sorry for the shoes
We to you
And you in the rain alone
You sprinted away, away
To where I don't
God's moving in bloodstream
Where the cross aren't so slow

You swept all the red from my
I didn't hear you come back
I up the gas in the den
And stand there in the winter light
But oh god that curve in your
A question
A sign was framed by the windowsill
And you saw I did not in the night
You saw something I did not in the

The in your winter clothes
Your cello
We stole your hair to them
We're sorry for the iron
We to you
And stuck you in the rain
You away, sprinted away
To where I know
(God's in your bloodstream
Where the cross aren't so slow) x3
(It's in your bloodstream
Where the cross aren't so slow) x3