Luyện nghe bài hát Stolen Shoes & a Rifle

Weather is feathers on fire
Ground's like a in my feet
I cant stop my Ive been traveling so low
And the shoes Ive been wearing, they belong to someone slow
And a giant bird shakes the trees above my head
Stolen shoes and a I just cant seem to stay dead
Oh the stones wont be lonely here this year gone now
My lover shes got brothers down in
They worship at the foot of the
My trails cold for days but I hear them all the same
Scattered out like on the plain
And the giant waking bird shakes the trees above my
Stolen shoes and a rifle I just cant seem to stay
Oh the stones wont be here this year it's gone now
Weather is like on fire