Luyện nghe bài hát Patterns

The night sets
With the hush of falling
Casting shivering
On the houses through the
And the from a street lamp
a pattern on my wall
Like the of a puzzle
Or a child's scrawl

Up a narrow flight of
In a narrow room
As I lie my bed
In the evening gloom
on my wall
My can dimly see
The of my life
And the puzzle is me

the moment of my birth
To the of my death
are patterns I must follow
Just as I must each breath
Like a rat in a
The before me lies
And the never alters
Until the rat

And the pattern still
On the wall darkness fell
And it's fitting it should
For in darkness I must
Like the of my skin
Or the day that I old
My is made of patterns
can scarcely be controlled