Luyện nghe bài hát Season Of The Witch

When I outside my window
What do I
And when I look outside my
So many different people to be,

it's strange, so strange
You've got to pick up stitch
Two running in a ditch
The out to make it rich

Oh no
Must be the season of the
Must be the season of the
be the season of the witch
Must be the of the witch

Well, when I look over my
do I see?
And when I look over my
ancient fellow I'm longing to be

It's so strange, so
got to pick up every stitch
Two running in the ditch
The hippies out to make it

Oh no
be the season of the witch
Must be the of the witch
Must be the season of the
be the season of the witch

And here we sit immersed in a liquid sea of
Shimmering in silver sky above
A looking glass that our past
Tied with seaweed all like willows

Upside down, you my heart
Caress my soul, surround my
You laugh your laugh and hold my body
And we wake up and sit thinking

Thinking the times we used to have
And know they're gone
We'll never learn, learn

me
Somebody him

As I over my shoulder
What do I
And as I look my shoulder
so many pretty sights to see

That it's strange, so
You've got to pick up every
You've got to pick up every
Those hippies out to make it

Oh no
Must be the of the witch
Must be the season of the
Season of the
have mercy on my soul
No, no, must be the season of the

God, God, hey
If you can't us you better listen, please
Momma, I'm