Luyện nghe bài hát The Harvest

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

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

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

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

The ground's not under my feet
The not turning anymore
is a thief, lonelier than me
and it - does - not - - me - in here...

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

The world's virginity
The have no intergrity
The Word of grave old -Love,
all I'm after, oh
I am done...

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

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

The world virginity
A soul with no
The Word of old danger -Love,

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

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