Luyện nghe bài hát Blind Curve

(fish / marillion)

A) vocal under a

Last night you I was cold, untouchable
A lonely of action from another town
I want to be free, I'm happy to be lonely
Can't you stay
leave me alone with my thoughts
Just a runaway, a runaway, I'm saving myself

B) strangers

Strung out below a necklace of carnival
Cold moan, held on the crest of the
I'm too tired to

So now we're passing strangers, at tables
Still trying to get over, still to write love songs for passing strangers
All those passing

And the lies, all those twinkling lies
Sparkle with the wet ink on the

C)

Oh I remember toronto when mylo down
And we sat and we on the phone
I never so alone
He was the of our own
of us go down in a blaze of obscurity
Some of us go down in a of publicity
The price of infamy, the of insanity

Another holiday inn, another home
And an threatened me with a microphone
'talk to me, won't you me your stories.'

So I talked about conscience and I about pain
And he looked out the window and it started to
I maybe I've already gone crazy
So I reached for a bottle and he for the door
And I picked up the pills crushed on the floor
Inviting me to a casual

D) walk

It be incredible if we could retrace all the times that we lived here
All the
Wasted, I've never been so
I've never this far out before

walk
There's a presence
I feel could have been ancient, I could been mystical

a presence
A childhood, my
My childhood,
A misplaced
My childhood, a childhood
Give it back to me, it back to me
A childhood, that childhood, childhood, that childhood, that childhood
Oh please give it to me

E)

I saw a war widow in a
the memories from her husband's clothes
She had medals pinned to a greatcoat
A lump in her with cemetery eyes

I see convoys curbcrawling german autobahns
to pick up a war
They're to even the score
Oh... I can't any more
I see flags on factories
Soup poised on the lips of the poor
I see children with vacant stares, destined for rape in the
anybody care, I can't take any more!
Should we say
Hey

I see priests,
The heroes in black plastic body-bags nations' flags
I see children pleading with outstretched hands, drenched in napalm, this is no

I can't take any more, we say goodbye
How can we
They us civilised!