Luyện nghe bài hát Vigil

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