Luyện nghe bài hát Brian Eno

So tired, soul
I the sounds to a cathedral
Imagine my to find that
were produced by Brian Eno

Past the gates, stark
The trimmed and the windows dark
I see the walls a limestone crack
Not red, not blue, not but black
And all the left for you
If the sky was synthesized you'd probably

He taught me many
The of oblique stratagems
The prophet of a soul
through creative freedoms
And everything I say is
'Cause if I was telling lies it'd probably

I can that he's kind of smiling
But does he know?
We're one step behind him
He's Eno, Brian Eno

When I was stuck he'd make me memorize curses
Tinctures and formulas to ditch the chori and the verses
My whole foundation unglued
I tried to humanize by ambient light

Dipping swords in metaphors,
But what he know?
We're always one behind him
He's Eno, Brian Eno

He promised worlds
And all the silence I dream of
Peter, George St. John
Le Baptiste De La Eno

Well, all by the oldest stone
Where the shade trees
The by the water
Feature a ghostly glow

Yeah, he's making sure that time's preserved
We what we sow
always one step behind him
He's Eno

Yeah, I can tell he's doing well, yeah
But does he know?
I'm always one behind him
Brian Eno

Yeah, swords in metaphors, yeah
But what does he
I can see you planting forests 'cause I know
Eno

I can tell that kind of smiling
But does he know?
I will be a step behind him
Brian Eno

Yeah, he's making that time's preserved well
We reap we sow
I'm one step behind him
I don't know Brian Eno