Luyện nghe bài hát A Plague Of Lighthouse Keepers

i.
Still for my saviour,
storms tear me limb limb;
my feel like seaweed...
I'm so far out I'm too far in.
I am a lonely man...my is true
my eyes have borne witness
and now my knights are too.

seen the smiles on dead
the shine, but they're not for me.
I disaster and then I count the cost....
I but, shining, dying,
I know I am almost lost.
On the table lies blank tower is built on stone/
I only have blunt scissors/I only have the 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 directed straight at
you...
ii.
(Eddies/rocks/ships/collision/remorse.)
iii.
No now for contrition:
the time for long past.
The walls are thin as
and if I I'll crack the glass.
So I only on how it might have been,
locked in monologue, in silent scream
Anyway, I'm much too to speak
and, as the crash on the bleak
of the tower, I start to freak....
...and that I am overcome...
iv. S.H.M.
'Unreal, unreal!' helmsmen scream
and fall in the sky,
not breaking through my shrieks...
no breaks I die:
the scratch on window-slits--
hollowed faces, mindless
only intent on destroying they've lost.
I the wall till steepness ends in the vertical fall;
my has sailed into the sea: no joking hopes at dawn.
White bone shine in the iron-jaw
lost mastheads pierce the freezing
and my isolated tower....
no for the

no harbour to gain
v. The of the Night/Kosmos 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 words of
Would you my words?
I know that no time
I that there's no rhyme...
false find me
I don't to hate,
I just to grow;
why I let me
live and be free?..but I die very alone.
I no more ways,
I am so afraid,
myself let me
just be myself and so I am alone....
The of my memory
is a vampire and it on me
now, staggering madly, over the I
fall.
vi. (Custard's) Last
Lighthouses house the key
but can I reach the
I to walk on the sea
so that I may find ashore...
but how can I ever keep my dry?
I scan the
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 stranger I in.
All of the grief I seen
leaves me chasing peace;
but I experience in my head....
I'm too to the light
I don't I see right, for I blind me....
vii. The Thickens
is the God that guides my hand?
HOW can the of others reach 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.
sea/atrophied history:
Chance has my Guinevere....
I want to be one wave in the water
But sea drag me deep
One more DROWNED MAN...
I can see the Lemmings coming, but I I'm just a man;
Do I join or do I founder? Which can is the best I
viii. End (Sineline)/We Go Now
drifting sideways, I am pulled into the spell;
I feel you around me...I you well.
Stars horizons where the lines stand much too stark;
I I am drowning...hands stretch in the dark.
Camps of panoply and majesty, is Freedom of Choice?
do I stand in the pageantry...whose is my voice?
It doesn't so very bad now: I think the end is the start.
Begin to very glad now:
ALL ARE A PART
ALL ARE APART
ALL ARE A PART.