Luyện nghe bài hát Cane Hill

Upon these shadows
Of men and
There are no

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

Or no
Passes cigarette-stained lips
sit
The ones
Sitting
In
have become their eyes
That have become their
legs
They are now
Just moving back and forth
Upon a
Of some beach
Up steep green
They
Like the darknest
push them selves
Into your
You question them
For they will not you

Are our fears