Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Grey Morning

Cold grey morning without ghostly mist on the horizon
Empty visions of a world mad paints a picture so revealing
my window dark tomorrow I can hear the sirens wailing
For the future we are on as the ship of fools is sailing

Such a long time such a long
We are waiting for a that's lasting
Reaching upward sliding looks like just another
Cold morning

Hardly breathing hope is fading the end of the beginning
Children playing in the empty it's a cold grey morning