Luyện nghe bài hát Landscape Grown Cold

The standing naked,
the ground
is a cellar, cool
The battleship
so heavy my droop
it's a lean of day
that I sometimes pass

The vines are veins
on the old wall
where the grass turns to
and way the road
I see from another world
in a I'm not welcome,
from my life

I sit in the ditch,
and I dig in the
with the of my sole
sink down in my collar,
to the wind that blows
insane by
in a landscape cold

the tin sign
flaps back in the
where the lay
and a of boards
hollow upon the dust,
empty sit in judgment,
the day

I sit in the ditch,
and I dig in the
with the of my sole
down in my coat collar,
back to the wind blows
insane by
in a landscape cold