Luyện nghe bài hát Everything's Turning To White

Paul (Mushroom Music)
Late on a Friday my husband went up to the mountains with three
They took and bottles of bourbon to last them all through the weekend
One hundred they drove just to fish in a stream
And there's so water so close to home
When arrived it was cold and dark; they set up their camp quickly
Warmed up with whisky they walked to the river where the water past

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

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