Luyện nghe bài hát Witchhunt

Eleanor Picks up the
Rice in the
Where a has been
Lives in a dream at the
Window the face that
She keeps in a jar by the
Who is it

All the lonely
Where do all come from?
All the lonely
Where do they all

McKenzie Writing the
Words of a that no one
Will hear No one comes
at him working Darning
His socks in the night
nobody there
What he care?

All the lonely
Where do they all come
All the people
Where do they all

Ah, at all
The lonely
Ah, at all
The people

Eleanor Died in the
and was buried along
With her name came
Father McKenzie the
Dirt from his hands as he
From the No one was saved

All the lonely
do they all come from?
All the people
Where do all belong?

Ah, at all
The lonely
Ah, at all
The people