Luyện nghe bài hát A Plague Of Lighthouse Keepers

i.
waiting for my saviour,
storms tear me limb from
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 stark
and now my knights are too.

seen the smiles on dead
the shine, but they're not for me.
I prophesy disaster and I count the cost....
I but, shining, dying,
I that I am almost lost.
On the table lies blank paper/my tower is on stone/
I only have blunt 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 spars sinking low
You'll to wonder if the points of all the ancient myths
are solemnly directed at
you...
ii.
(Eddies/rocks/ships/collision/remorse.)
iii.
No time now for
the time for long past.
The walls are as tissue
and if I talk crack the glass.
So I only on how it might have been,
locked in silent monologue, in scream
Anyway, I'm much too to speak
and, as the crash on the bleak
of the tower, I start to freak....
...and find I am overcome...
iv. S.H.M.
'Unreal, unreal!' ghost helmsmen
and fall in the sky,
not breaking through my shrieks...
no breaks until I
the scratch on window-slits--
hollowed faces, grins
only intent on what they've lost.
I craw the wall till steepness in the vertical fall;
my pail has sailed the sea: no joking hopes at dawn.
bone shine in the iron-jaw mask
lost pierce the freezing dark
and my isolated tower....
no for the

no left to gain
v. The Presence of the Night/Kosmos
'Alone, alone,' the all call,
me in the light.
The life I feel at all
is the of the night.
Would you cry if I
you cry if I died?
Would you catch the final of mine?
you catch my words?
I that there's no time
I know there's no rhyme...
false signs me
I don't to hate,
I just to grow;
why I let me
live and be free?..but I die slowly alone.
I know no 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, madly, over the brink I
fall.
vi. (Custard's) Last
might house the key
but can I reach the
I to walk on the sea
so I may better find ashore...
but how can I ever my feet dry?
I scan the
I must keep my on all parts of me.
Looking on the years
it seems that I have
the
Like a dog in the night, I have run to a
...now I am the stranger I in.
All of the grief I have
me chasing solitary peace;
but I hold in my head....
I'm too to the light
I don't think I see right, for I me....
vii. The Clot
WHERE is the God that my hand?
HOW can the hands of others me?
WHEN will I find I grope for?
WHO is going to me?
I am me/me are can't see
any way out of here.
Crashing history:
Chance has my Guinevere....
I don't want to be one in the water
But sea drag me deep
One haggard 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 sideways, I am pulled into the spell;
I you around me...I know you well.
Stars slice horizons where the lines stand much too
I I am drowning...hands stretch in the dark.
Camps of and majesty, what is Freedom of Choice?
Where do I stand in the pageantry...whose is my
It doesn't feel so very bad I think the end is the start.
to feel very glad now:
ALL ARE A PART
ALL ARE APART
ALL ARE A PART.