Luyện nghe bài hát A Plague Of Lighthouse Keepers

i.
waiting for my saviour,
storms me limb from limb;
my fingers like seaweed...
I'm so far out I'm too far in.
I am a lonely man...my solitude is
my eyes borne stark witness
and now my knights are too.

seen the smiles on dead
the shine, but they're not for me.
I prophesy disaster and then I the cost....
I but, shining, dying,
I know that I am lost.
On the table lies blank paper/my is built on stone/
I have blunt scissors/I only have the bluntest home....
been the witness, and the seal of death
lingers in the molten wax is my head.
When you see the skeletons of sailing-ship spars low
You'll begin to wonder if the points of all the ancient
are solemnly straight at
you...
ii.
(Eddies/rocks/ships/collision/remorse.)
iii.
No time now for
the time for long past.
The walls are thin as
and if I talk I'll the glass.
So I only think on how it have been,
locked in monologue, in silent scream
Anyway, I'm much too to speak
and, as the waves on the bleak
stones of the tower, I to freak....
...and that I am overcome...
iv. S.H.M.
'Unreal, unreal!' helmsmen scream
and fall in the sky,
not breaking my seagull shrieks...
no breaks until I
the scratch on window-slits--
hollowed faces, mindless
intent on destroying what they've lost.
I craw the till steepness ends in the vertical fall;
my pail has sailed into the no joking hopes at dawn.
White bone in the iron-jaw mask
lost pierce the freezing dark
and parallel my tower....
no for the

no harbour to gain
v. The Presence of the Tours
'Alone, alone,' the all call,
me in the light.
The life I feel at all
is the of the night.
you cry if I died?
Would you cry if I
Would you catch the final of mine?
Would you catch my
I know that no time
I know there's no rhyme...
signs find me
I don't to hate,
I just want to
why I let me
and be free?..but I die very slowly alone.
I know no ways,
I am so afraid,
myself let me
be myself and so I am completely alone....
The maelstrom of my
is a and it feeds on me
now, madly, over the brink I
fall.
vi. (Custard's) Last
Lighthouses might the key
but can I the door?
I to walk on the sea
so I may better find ashore...
but how can I keep my feet dry?
I the horizon
I must keep my eyes on all of me.
back on the years
it that I have lost
the
Like a dog in the night, I have run to a
...now I am the I stay in.
All of the grief I seen
leaves me solitary peace;
but I hold in my head....
I'm too close to the
I don't I see right, for I blind me....
vii. The Thickens
WHERE is the God guides my hand?
HOW can the hands of others me?
WHEN will I find I grope for?
WHO is to teach me?
I am me/me are we/we see
any way out of here.
Crashing sea/atrophied
has lost my Guinevere....
I want to be one wave in the water
But sea will me deep
One more DROWNED MAN...
I can see the Lemmings coming, but I know I'm just a
Do I or do I founder? Which can is the best I may?
viii. End (Sineline)/We Go Now
Oceans drifting sideways, I am pulled into the
I you around me...I know you well.
Stars slice horizons where the lines much too stark;
I feel I am drowning...hands in the dark.
Camps of and majesty, what is Freedom of Choice?
Where do I in the pageantry...whose is my voice?
It doesn't feel so bad now: I think the end is the start.
Begin to feel very now:
ALL THINGS ARE A
ALL ARE APART
ALL ARE A PART.