Luyện nghe bài hát Crowded Solitude

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

When my needs resurrection
And I fly the wrong
You will find me
A mountain of
Take a ride on the highway
to my heart my way
Happy as the man is on the
In my solitude

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

you find that I am missing
You will know I've gone fishing
In an blue as a fountain
True
Through the crashing 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
the crashing sounds of violence
Fly a kite here in the
as the man is on the moon
In our

When our needs resurrection
And we fly the wrong
You will us climbing
A mountain of
Through the crashing sounds of
On our knees we search for
for a quiet interlude
In this solitude

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