Luyện nghe bài hát Broken Horse

October's got those orange
But somehow I still lost
When you the lid off of my pumpkin head
And kissed me
it be a thorn in my side
We never broke that horse
She slept in the rye
Seven miles my front porch

Bundle up and come me now
Down the road to the burnt barn
We make a blanket of coats
And our souls into the neighbours front lawn
But oh god that look in eye
that does not search words
It sprung from the biblical
And are to return to the dirt

The stitches in your winter
Your cello
We stole your hair to make
sorry for the iron shoes
We to you
And stuck you in the alone
You sprinted away, away
To where I know
God's in your bloodstream
Where the cross aren't so slow

You all the red from my cheeks
I didn't hear you back inside
I up the gas in the den
And stand in the thin winter light
But oh god curve in your spine
A mark
A doctor sign was by the windowsill
And you saw something I did not in the
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 shoes
We to you
And you in the rain alone
You sprinted away, sprinted
To where I don't
(God's in your bloodstream
Where the beats aren't so slow) x3
(It's moving in your
Where the cross aren't so slow) x3