Luyện nghe bài hát Synchronicity Ii

Another suburban morning
Grandmother at the wall
We to shout above the din of our rice crispies
We can't anything at all

Mother her litany of boredom and frustration
But we know all her are fake
Daddy only into the distance
There's only so much that he can take
Many miles away crawls from the slime
At the of a dark Scottish lake

Another ugly morning
The factory filth into the sky
He walks unhindered through the picket today,
He doesn't think to why

The pout and preen like cheap tarts in a red light street,
But all he thinks to do is watch,
And every meeting with his so-called superior
Is a kick in the crotch
Many miles away something to the surface
Of a Scottish loch

Another working day has
Only the hour hell to face
like lemmings into shiny metal boxes
Contestants in a race

grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance
He knows something somewhere has to break
He sees the family home now, looming in his
The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs
Many miles there's a shadow on the door
Of a cottage on the
Of a Scottish lake

miles away
Many away
Many miles
miles away
Many miles
Many away