Luyện nghe bài hát Brian Eno

So tired, searching
I followed the sounds to a
Imagine my to find that
were produced by Brian Eno

Past the gates, stark
The roses trimmed and the dark
I see the walls through a limestone
Not red, not blue, not but black
And all the left for you
If the sky was synthesized you'd probably

He me many things
The wisdom of stratagems
The prophet of a sapphire
Presented creative freedoms
And I say is true
'Cause if I was telling lies probably show

I can tell that kind of smiling
But what he know?
We're one step behind him
He's Brian Eno, Eno

When I was stuck he'd make me memorize elaborate
Tinctures and to ditch the chori and flip the verses
My whole foundation unglued
When I tried to by ambient light

Dipping in metaphors, yeah
But does he know?
We're always one step him
He's Eno, Brian Eno

He promised pretty
And all the I could dream of
Peter, George St. John
Le De La Salle Eno

Well, all by the oldest stone
the shade trees grow
The by the water
with a ghostly glow

Yeah, making sure that time's preserved well
We reap we sow
We're always one step him
Brian Eno

Yeah, I can tell that doing well, yeah
But what he know?
I'm always one behind him
Brian Eno

Yeah, swords in metaphors, yeah
But does he know?
I can see you planting forests I don't know
Eno

I can tell that he's of smiling
But what he know?
I will always be a step him
Brian Eno

Yeah, making sure that time's preserved well
We what we sow
I'm always one behind him
'Cause I don't know Eno