Luyện nghe bài hát 50,000

Another obituary in the paper
One more for the list of those who've already
Another one of our is taken down
so many others of our calling

We our anecdotes, our commentary
Or we his songs in some sad tribute
While the tabloids are holding a story of kiss and
he's no longer able to deny or refute

50,000 voices rising every he'd sing
And every word he ever wrote back to him

How well I remember the we played
And the lights sweeping a sea of 50,000 souls we'd face
A serious that you could never kick
Or one that you couldn't imagine you'd replace

We flew like kites on the wings of
only to a bass line and a snare drum beat
But really did any of it mean?
When there's a higher in reflection and defeat

50,000 voices rising time he'd sing
And every word he wrote reflecting back to him
Still believing that old lie, the one that own face betrays
stars don't ever die, they only fade away

Reflecting now on my own
Inside this prison I've of myself
I'm feeling a better today
Although the bathroom mirror is telling me something

lines of stress, one bloodshot eye
The unhealthy pallor of a troubled
did I put my spectacle case?
I'm blind and as deaf as any post

50,000 hands are raised to a man just like you and me
We create the we can and gift them immortality
Still believing that old lie, the one that your own betrays
stars don't ever die, they only fade away