Luyện nghe bài hát Dawn In Breaking

(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)
(Remember looking at the grace bow down to the storm?
remember searching for a familiar face no one there
to mourn?)
at silent screens
plastic to carry fading dreams
preacher, servant in hall
warm blood on the wall
who dine alone in hell
wearing grief in their
drop change in wishing wells
the haunted tear that never
dragging a ball and chain
looking for you in the pouring
while those who care give silent prayer for going home
If was a brickwall surrounding the New York scene
if there were locked in steel
if there was a button you could on the luck machine
if there was a place for wounds to
if you were borne in the of your mother's womb
if you were hungry before you
if you say you your bath all clean and white
you know, I you lied
remember the poet who said it
he was speaking of you and difficult birth
how you can say a prayer for lovers going
Drinking an empty cup
waiting for the rot to
distant sounds that be heard
and no one
who don't mind the rain
yet no wish to die
whatever own world could've been
you'd feel better if you cry
is breaking in the graveyard
People massing in the
heards beneath their feet
children with the dead
silver spoon stained red
watching through a widow's
as desecrates the Holy Grail
you sit all alone in your row seat
you look so and frail
you're mud on the feet of the men you've
you're come too soon
you should be selling two-bit and girly photographs
masterpiece in
you're pantomime of old courtesy
you have a degree for how-o-lotry
you should be a hazard agent in an apartment
no technology
did you ever to the poles opposed to you
did you stop to ask?
did you ever smile and hide wasted lips
did you lift your mask?
did you ever walk your feet on by
till they take your in line?
did you that you belong
wrong is right and right is wrong?
did you really think that be left where
power is life and is death?