Luyện nghe bài hát At Day's End

In quiet hours, awake
I listen to each breath you
And I wonder you dream about

How far come
Since we young
Our now undone
So I wonder you dream about

In mind I be soaring
Pushing things to heights
But like Icarus, the are real
And dreams turn nightmares

I my wings might falter once up in the sky
But I don't to fall, I want to fly

I never saw myself as one who outside the lines
Our life's momentum takes us, and in an instant behind us

It's sacrilege to take of the blind
But what about uncertainties that to cloud our mind?
If our perception us to go astray,
Who can us try to find our way?

I never saw as one whose life was just a race out of control
But in the mirror I see the lines grow on my face

It's sacrilege to advantage of the blind
But what about that work to cloud our mind?
If our causes us to go astray,
Who can help us try to find our

When I look on all that's happened
When I back on choices I have made
Should I regret the contours of my
The broken cobblestones that I have

We're only given just so many days
We're only given so much time to a life
Our choices all along the way a maze
And when our is up we could be trapped inside
Lost in fantasies and never to

While we are building, tearing or making plans
The are vanishing, the world won't fail to turn
have consequences, limiting our future
And yet the of outcomes cannot be discerned
Make them wisely,

It's hard to look around me now at I have
And not derive from it all
Dreams made real, and the future unforeseen has played out
But is the enemy of growth?
I have overlooked what might have mattered most?

You must have been else when you were younger
You must have been something else when you were
When all that you had was and the world of choices was yours
And you me
You must have been else when you were younger
You must have been something else when you free
When all that you had was time and the of choices was yours

We spend half our lives repairing bridges that our actions helped destroy
But it's still so for us to recognize that a life is such a fragile toy
We spend half our lives disguises; we perfect and use them as our tools
Then spend all of our remaining searching for someone we cannot fool

At day's end we'll throw out our disguises with to defend
At end we'll pick up all the pieces and learn to live again

When you look back on all that's happened, would you do it all
the honest measure of our lives
Knowing then what you know now, would you choose me again?
That's the question most weight at day's end

I my wings have faltered once up in the sky
But even if you're falling, there's time to fly
And looking dispassion at the choices I have made
I it's self-defeating to carry regret unto my grave

I know that there's a reason why my returns to you
And why, despite the we both had to fight through
We both had our doubts, but I think we know it's true
That you remain the best of me, and I the of you

And all our struggles, and every time we've
They're rendered in our embrace
'Cause we're standing, and nothing can prevail
Against a love meant to be

At end we put down our disguises with nothing to defend
At day's end we pick up all the and learn to love again