Luyện nghe bài hát First Recollection

My first recollection, a day in
Black iron steam covered in ice
Like some monster
Moaning and
Nothing was ever to beat that beast
In a fair

sat and watched the woodpiles
Grow the summer
Now I'm sittin', smellin' burn through the fall
coming on, days gettin' dreary
And I'm thinkin' this is the
I leave you all

I've heard a man in a
Falls back on what he knows
A murderer to murder, a thief to
And I don't you to think
That this is kind of deathbed confession
Umm, but run is I did when put to the test

My first is a day in November
Seven forty seven tracin' through the sky
Like old gypsy curse
Silently
the dreams of those
Who watch life passing by

I've sat and my troubles
Pile the summer
Now I'm sitting, my youngest cry down the hall
Winter's on, days getting dreary
And I'm thinking this is the
That I you all

I've heard the son must bear
The of the father
But it's the daughter that is to clean up the mess
And I want you to think
That I'm for absolution
Umm, but run is what I did put to the test