Luyện nghe bài hát Everything's Turning To White

Paul (Mushroom Music)
Late on a Friday my went up to the mountains with three friends
They took and bottles of bourbon to last them all through the weekend
One hundred they drove just 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
Warmed up with whisky they walked to the where the water flowed past

In the they saw the body of a young girl floating face down
And there's so water so close to home
he hold me now I'm pretending
I like I'm frozen inside
And behind my eyes, my daily
turning to white
It was too hard to tell how long she'd been dead, the river was close
to
But one for sure, the girl hadn't died very well to judge from the

They stood there above her all the same thoughts at the same time
There's so much water so to home
They carried her downstream from fishing; between two rocks they
gently her
After all they'd so far, it was late
And the would keep; she was going nowhere
They stayed up there fishing for two
reported it on Sunday when they came back down
There's so water so close to home
When he holds me now I'm
I like I'm frozen inside
And behind my eyes, my disguise
turning to white
The newspapers said that the girl had been strangled to death and molested
On the day of the funeral the radio reported that a young man had arrested
I went to the service a I drove past the lake out of town
There's so water so close to home
When he holds me now I'm
I feel like I'm inside
And behind my eyes, my daily
Everything's turning to