Luyện nghe bài hát Cane Hill

Upon these ghostly
Of men and
are no smiles

They
the greyness of the walls
And at strange
travel on
To
a nucleus
Of and despair

Or no
Passes their lips
sit
The ones
eternally
In
That have become eyes
That have become arms
legs
They are now
Just moving back and forth
Upon a
Of some uncharted
Up steep hills
They
Like the darknest
That push selves
Into your
You cannot them
For will not answer you

Are our deepest