Luyện nghe bài hát The Floors Won't Scrub Themselves

The dust collecting are nearly bare
The piles high both here and there and
The mantle-piece holds time so long now
From days when all these dreams still to pass
actions held rewards and life seemed purposeful
When were strong as swords
And the glass was not half but half full
Oh no, oh no

The clumps of and hair collecting in the corners
Won't a blank stare when no one is around
When the bells have ceased their and the sounds have ceased their singing
And all the that you know are rotting down below
The won't scrub themselves will they?