Luyện nghe bài hát Half Harvest

I don't care that you quit this notion
of burying the
but the hell is in your potion
that's made you so
So I cannot make a blind sawdust
much less a millennium, but I'd
much rather feel the of August
than be sheltered and
So move out of bed of roses, now
I'm in a bed of nails,
missiles, guns and rubber hoses
will me in jail
This is slowly crumbling
from here to Wilshire
but the rubble over which you are
isn't that hard
What did you do with all grace, now?
did you do with all my wine?
what makes you think that 'cause you dress bright
it means that you
So move out of bed of roses now
I'm putting in a bed of
'cause when whole production closes
this innocence
(and weren't we to)
SHINE...like half harvest never
SHINE...like half never known.