Luyện nghe bài hát Holden Oversoul

The door to the farmer's porch
To the back porch, to the
It's never closed

A new air pushed a full
That brought worlds on
That only he know

As the last of November
With his new life, his new wife
She she was feeling a little cold

The ghost of a clown danced in and
Did a few tricks and out again
a farmer's soul

was all there was
We were working, breathing
rising out of control

Through door came a breeze
Wrapped on our heads and around our spines
off the burning floor

The morning's woke us long enough
We were we could see
The whole of some older
Riding to the on the falling leaves
Riding to the on some falling leaves
One time
One last
To