Luyện nghe bài hát Dawn In Breaking

(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)
(Remember looking at the haunted grace bow to the storm?
remember searching for a familiar face no one there
to mourn?)
Staring at silent
plastic tubes to carry fading
preacher, in their hall
warm on the palace wall
those who alone in hell
wearing grief in lapel
drop small change in wells
the haunted that never fell
dragging a ball and chain
looking for you in the pouring
while those who care give silent prayer for lovers going
If there was a brickwall surrounding the New York
if there were locked in steel
if there was a button you could press on the machine
if there was a for wounds to heal
if you borne in the barbwire of your mother's womb
if you were hungry before you
if you say you left your bath all and white
you know, I you lied
remember the who said it first
he was of you and your difficult birth
how you can say a prayer for going home
from an empty cup
waiting for the rot to
distant sounds that be heard
and no one
children who don't the rain
yet no wish to die
your own world could've been
you'd better if you could cry
Dawn is breaking in the
People massing in the
trampled beneath their feet
playing with the dead
silver spoon with red
watching through a widow's
as Caesar the Holy Grail
you sit all alone in front row seat
you look so small and
you're mud on the of the men you've damned
you're darkness too soon
you should be selling two-bit watches and girly
masterpiece in
you're pantomime of old world
you have a degree for how-o-lotry
you should be a hazard in an apartment tower
no technology
did you listen to the poles opposed to you
did you stop to ask?
did you ever smile and your wasted lips
did you ever your mask?
did you ever walk with feet on by
till they your place in line?
did you that you belong
where wrong is right and right is
did you really think that be left where
power is life and is death?