Luyện nghe bài hát Middle of June

Time is a cold wind through the leaves
Of a tired, old tree I sit
I think about the world and I don't know how,
what will happen to us

And peace is a up to the clouds,
that I'm wishing I could climb but I know how
So would you me a hand to the promised land,
where I'm headed, glory

And it and it goes
it's headed, no one knows
And we and we go
All the saints and the liars, by the fire
What happen to us now?

And hatred is a sharp held by the blade,
cutting in your palm til you feel no pain,
And burning in your eyes a righteous rage,
til the blow away

Love is a thing that you define,
Though you try with all your
the riddles and rhymes
But fly you like a kite,
throw you to the ground
But that's the best thing I found

And it and it goes
Where headed, no one knows
And we and we go
the winter and the spring,
Losing everything to gain it back again

But oh, how is the middle of June