Luyện nghe bài hát Burnt Prarie

The
Run
Through the fields my house.
The winds outside
the bare branches and leave me behind

A of myself.
The skies above are
With the rain they not drop.
The rain be inconsequential.
Everything in my
Was set and left behind.
None of
Can up anything

Anyway.
The top soil and everything is dead.
The no longer change.
There are no leaves
And the fields are just waiting

With scorched blades of grass.
I watched the burn
And did nothing.

I wait for a that has already occured.
At night I in the fields
A of stumbling feet
mouths
And fists.
If I could sacrifice
I sacrifice everything.
Opening my to change
I the impossible
And hide from stranger walking down these dirt roads.

Is it like everywhere?
fields of amnesia and inability?
Are there other people standing in
Watching the moon rise and
Appear and
Out here the is the only movement
The only able to leave.
It's cold against my
And reminds me of kites I flew.

I always like this.
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