Luyện nghe bài hát Vigil

Listen to me just hear me out, if I could have your
quieten down for a voice in the crowd.
I get so confused I understand
I know you feel the way you've always wanted to say
but you get the chance, just a voice in the crowd.
I know the score anymore; it's not clear anymore
I tell right from wrong anymore; I just don't understand.
I was here thinking of exchanging a new world for old
like changing channels on the tv, or the dirt we in to gold.
I was young, my father told me just the bad guys die
at the time just a white lie
it was one of the first but it hurt me the
and the stung like tears in my eye
that the good guys must die
there's no reasoning no crimes and I knew why
now it still makes me cry.
If there's up there could they throw me down a line
just a helping hand just a little understanding
just some answers to the questions surround me now.
If there's somebody up there could they me down a line
just a little guiding light to tell wrong right
just some answers to the questions that I'm you
I a vigil in a wilderness of mirrors
where nothing here is what it seems
you stand so close but you never it
for all we see is not what it seems, am I blind?
And you sit there and talk
but can you me just who's in command?
when you me the forces we are fighting
then gladly join and make plans
but for now our t-shirts cry freedom
and our voices are by our greed
our minds are by knowledge
by the hill and the will to
and if not what you believe
would you let me know I'm not standing
that I'm not just a in the crowd
If there's somebody up could they throw me down a line
just a little hand just a little understanding
just a little to the questions that I'm asking you
If there's up there could they throw me down a line
a little guiding light to tell wrong from right
just some answers to the questions that I'm you
keep a vigil in a wilderness of mirrors
where nothing is ever what it seems
I'm scared to shout in case I draw from the powers
that preside over our and our lives
when they find what I want is the deadliest weapon, is truth
Day by day it's louder
and day by day it's getting
but when I can't scream no more and I reassurance,
I to the crowd.
(And the boy stood, and stared at the hill. And the hill back)