Luyện nghe bài hát Everything's Turning To White

Laters on a Friday my husband went up to the mountains with three
They took provisions and bottles of to last them all through the weekend
One hundred miles they drove to fish in a stream
And so much water so close to home
When they arrived it was cold and dark; they set up camp quickly
up with whisky they walked to the river where the water flowed past darkly
In the moonlight they saw the body of a young girl face down
And there's so much so close to home
When he me now I'm pretending
I like I'm frozen inside
And behind my eyes, my daily
Everything's turning to
It was too to tell how long she'd been dead, the river was that close to freezing
But one thing for sure, the girl died very well to judge from the bruising
They there above her all thinking the same thoughts at the same time
There's so much so close to home

They her downstream from their fishing; between two rocks they gently wedged her
After all they'd so far, it was late
And the girl keep; she was going nowhere
They stayed up fishing for two days
They reported it on Sunday when they came back
There's so much water so to home
he holds me now I'm pretending
I feel I'm frozen inside
And behind my eyes, my daily
turning to white
The newspapers said that the girl had strangled to death and also molested
On the day of the funeral the radio reported that a young man had arrested
I went to the service a stranger; I drove past the out of town
There's so much so close to home
When he holds me now I'm
I feel I'm frozen inside
And behind my eyes, my disguise
Everything as changes us well
Everything as us even well