Luyện nghe bài hát The Apple Tree

Power by the river
slowly to a stop
Clock still on the mantle
Flames still on the log

Coffee in the kitchen
the door is open wide
Glass upon a carpet
Eyes are glowing in the

Its the you can see
Hearing shadows me

All the buildings empty
All the are standing still
are scattered by the roadside
Theres no top the hill

Nails have upon the outside
Of the empty chapel
But I dont think the Father
Wants to live there

Theres no bones for you to
No more wax the wick

the arrow from the circle
At the apple on the
From a garden that was
Strange the fruit it for me

And the wind will spread the
And the will ever fall
If no one reads the
Thats been written on the

Underneath the tree
a ghost who waits for me

The tree shakes its arms, its fruit falls
Its are tasting strange
The tree is shaking