Luyện nghe bài hát Brian Eno

So tired, soul
I followed the sounds to a
Imagine my surprise to find
They produced by Brian Eno

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

He me many things
The of oblique stratagems
The prophet of a sapphire
Presented through creative
And I say is true
'Cause if I was telling lies it'd show

I can tell that he's kind of
But what does he
always one step behind him
He's Brian Eno, Eno

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

Dipping in metaphors, yeah
But does he know?
always one step behind him
He's Eno, Brian Eno

He promised pretty
And all the I could dream of
Brian Peter, George St.
Le De La Salle Eno

Well, all alone by the oldest
Where the shade grow
The creature by the
with a ghostly glow

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

Yeah, I can tell that he's well, yeah
But what does he
I'm always one behind him
Brian Eno

Yeah, swords in metaphors, yeah
But what does he
I can see you planting 'cause I don't know
Eno

I can tell that he's of smiling
But what does he
I will always be a behind him
Brian Eno

Yeah, he's sure that time's preserved well
We what we sow
I'm always one step him
I don't know Brian Eno