Luyện nghe bài hát Kindling

Had a saw blade
Where I should have had a
I was trusted, I her
And I it all apart

Twin moons on a
a tumbledown barn
I can still the heat of the sun on her skin in my arms

I fold to the cold of these
streets
But your in the half-light was
Pure pillow print
I will be far away for a
But my staying put
and guarding and guiding
The one I love
Warming and and guiding
The one that I

The silence and the and the rush of all aboard
Fifty to a carriage I'm trying hard to be ignored
Then my telephone shakes into life and I see name
And the wheat fields into gold either side of the train
And the wheat fields into gold either side of the train
And the wheat explode into gold