Luyện nghe bài hát Stir the Ashes

All dressed up for the day of the
I have waiting
It's soon enough

The doors are and the prowlers have all fled
So of waiting
So tired of tough

Stir the ashes
my shoes
Just stir the round
'em dizzy, in the mud
Make 'em
and round and round

Come and sit by the lonesome potter's
and pull the weeds
Come and write your

Sitting the sirens seem so far away
back in timber town
Three for timber town

Stir the round
my shoes
Just stir the round
'em dizzy, in the mud
Make 'em
Round and and round

me right out of the dark
My vision's never been this
The spoils been crudely cut
The balance has been lost for
Stir the ashes