Luyện nghe bài hát The River

Just digging, digging, digging
that hole
clawing, scraping, tearing to the
never wait or to feed the hollow
biting off more than we could ever
here we go around halo of hope
keeping close the miracles we
we keep tilling, churning, turning over every
running, to and from the hollow

the wont tell us which way to go
chaos of the
filling that hole with our weight in
careless of the

voices clashing causing a prophecy of
crosses cracking, crumbling, fall in to the
dare we know the hanging low
waiting to choke every throat

the wont tell us which way to go
of the lost
filling that hole our weight in gold
careless of the

confusion of the
in the land of scatterbrains who will the way
chaos from the cross
masquerade
religious rat
do or die and down the drain, or flight parade

the river wont tell us way to go
chaos of the
filling that hole our weight in gold
careless of the

of the cross