Luyện nghe bài hát A Plague Of Lighthouse Keepers

i.
waiting for my saviour,
storms tear me limb from
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 hands--
the shine, but they're not for me.
I prophesy and then I count the cost....
I but, shining, dying,
I know I am almost lost.
On the table lies paper/my tower is built on stone/
I only have blunt scissors/I only the bluntest home....
been the witness, and the seal of death
lingers in the wax that is my head.
When you see the of sailing-ship 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 now for contrition:
the time for long past.
The are thin as tissue
and if I I'll crack the glass.
So I only on how it might have been,
locked in silent monologue, in scream
Anyway, I'm much too tired to
and, as the waves crash on the
stones of the tower, I to freak....
...and find I am overcome...
iv. S.H.M.
'Unreal, unreal!' ghost helmsmen
and in through the sky,
not through my seagull shrieks...
no breaks until I
the scratch on window-slits--
faces, mindless grins
only on destroying what they've lost.
I craw the wall till steepness ends in the fall;
my pail has into the sea: no joking hopes at dawn.
White bone in the iron-jaw mask
lost pierce the freezing dark
and my isolated tower....
no for the

no harbour left to
v. The Presence of the Night/Kosmos
'Alone, alone,' the all call,
me in the light.
The only life I 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 catch my
I know that no time
I that there's no rhyme...
signs find me
I want to hate,
I want to grow;
why I let me
live and be free?..but I die slowly alone.
I know no ways,
I am so afraid,
won't let me
just be myself and so I am alone....
The maelstrom of my
is a and it feeds on me
now, staggering madly, over the I
fall.
vi. (Custard's) Stand
Lighthouses might the key
but can I the door?
I want to on the sea
so that I may find ashore...
but how can I ever my feet dry?
I the horizon
I keep my eyes on all parts of me.
Looking on the years
it seems that I lost
the
Like a dog in the night, I run to a manger
...now I am the I stay in.
All of the I have 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
is the God that guides my hand?
HOW can the of others reach me?
WHEN will I find what I for?
WHO is to teach me?
I am are we/we 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 will drag me
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
Oceans sideways, I am pulled into the spell;
I you around me...I know you well.
Stars slice horizons the lines stand much too stark;
I feel I am drowning...hands in the dark.
of panoply and majesty, what is Freedom of Choice?
Where do I in the pageantry...whose is my voice?
It doesn't so very bad now: I think the end is the start.
Begin to feel very glad
ALL ARE A PART
ALL THINGS ARE
ALL ARE A PART.