Luyện nghe bài hát Crowded Solitude

One, two, three, four, reasons
A man for all
be inclined to want to stay
I'd to leave this big bad town
The power and the daily grind
As we all fade
And I'd rather be alone in a

When my soul needs
And I fly the direction
You will me climbing
A mountain of
Take a ride on the highway
Reconnect to my my way
Happy as the man is on the
In my solitude

A, B, C, D, E goes
We tilt at in the
importance of the day
And all around the crushing
Of too many people
As the precious tick away
And I'd rather not humbled or proud

When you find I am missing
You will know that gone fishing
In an ocean blue as a
True
the crashing sounds of silence
On my I search for guidance
Looking for a interlude
In crowded solitude

When they find we've gone missing
They will know we've gone fishing
In an ocean blue as a
We're a
Through the sounds of violence
Fly a here in the silence
Happy as the man is on the
In our

our soul needs resurrection
And we fly the direction
You will us climbing
A mountain of
Through the crashing sounds of
On our knees we search for
Looking for a interlude
In this crowded

In this solitude
In crowded solitude
In this solitude
In this crowded