Luyện nghe bài hát The Harvest

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

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

seen you in weeks
No clouds in the sky to me a drop
loving touch I
and I am killing time by the
off the cliff, many times
scarring myself,
on the bed so dry....

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

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

plant a of Love, care for it, water it,
Lounge in the of the stale champagne
A so fatal, yet beautiful
the Bee where to fly
and let it die

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

Bring me to
give it to me, I'm tranquillity
I somehow lost my of sight
I cast the final die...
Once plastic grapes,
The of a lifetime,
bad wine.

The sum of virginity
and my integrity
The Word of 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 somehow lost my line of
Before I the final die...
Once planted grapes,
The of a lifetime,
bad wine.

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