Luyện nghe bài hát The Harvest

The weight of on me....
I am done.

The corn is burning my feet
The words circles and
I'm waiting for someone to catch my
in the deepest of all

Haven't you in weeks
No clouds in the sky to rain me a
loving touch I
and I am killing by the lake
off the cliff, many times
scarring myself,
on the bed so dry....

The without virginity
And souls have no
The Word of grave old -Love,
all I'm after, oh
I am done...

The ground's not under my feet
The World's not turning
Wind is a thief, than me
and it - - not - want - me - in here...

plant a Flower of Love, for it, water it,
in the shade of the stale champagne
A flower so fatal, yet
the Bee where to fly
and let it die

The without virginity
The have no intergrity
The of grave old danger -Love,
all I'm after, oh
I am done...

Bring me to
it to me, I'm after tranquillity
I somehow my line of sight
Before I cast the die...
planted plastic grapes,
The of a lifetime,
bad wine.

The sum of false
and my integrity
The of grave old danger -Love,
For you I'm after, oh
I am

The without virginity
A soul with no
The Word of grave old -Love,

Bring me to
it to me, I'm after tranquillity
I lost my line of sight
Before I cast the die...
Once planted grapes,
The of a lifetime,
bad wine.

The ground is shaking under my
The is turning,
and the
has a friend in Misery,
but I - she - only - loves - me...