Luyện nghe bài hát Stir the Ashes

All dressed up for the day of the
I been waiting
It's coming enough

The doors are open and the prowlers all fled
So tired of
So of hanging tough

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

Come and sit by the lonesome grave
and pull the weeds
Come and write name

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

the ashes round
Underneath my
stir the ashes round
'em dizzy, in the mud
Make 'em
Round and and round

Pull me out of the dark
My vision's never this true
The have been crudely cut
The balance has been for good
the ashes round