Luyện nghe bài hát At Day's End

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

How far come
Since we young
Our preconceptions now
So I wonder what you about

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

I know my wings might falter up in the sky
But I want to fall, I want to fly

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

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

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

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

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

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

While we are building, tearing down or plans
The days are vanishing, the world won't to turn
Choices have consequences, limiting our
And yet the weight of cannot be discerned
Make them wisely,

hard to look around me now at everything I have
And not contentment from it all
Dreams real, and the future unforeseen has played out well
But is contentment the of growth?
Could I have what might have mattered most?

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

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

At day's end throw out our disguises with nothing to defend
At day's end we'll pick up all the and learn to live again

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

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

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

And all our struggles, and time we've cried
They're rendered meaningless in our
'Cause we're standing, and nothing can prevail
Against a love that's to be

At day's end we put down our disguises with to defend
At day's end we pick up all the pieces and learn to love