Luyện nghe bài hát Cutting The Strings

There now, they've all
Almost as if they had been
I turn my backwards
I into my own gaze
I turn my inwards
I gaze into my own

I built my stone by stone
(I built my stone by stone)
How useless knots I tied
(How many useless I tied)

I dug the footfalls in my
(I dug the in my path)
How many useless I cried
(How useless tears I cried)

Here to build in of beauty
No one a joy a duty
No one, no one but me

I saw the birds flew so free
(I saw the that flew so free)
I envied them their grace
(I envied them grace divine)

I saw the dancer's steps
(I saw the airy steps)
Theirs was a world than mine
(Theirs was a world than mine)

Here to build in of glory
No one made my sad, sad
No one, no one but me

When walls come tumbling down
will sing on the fallen stones
Adam will pull the knife from his
Eve will lick the from his wounds

Free to my own tomorrow
Free to free my from sorrow
Free to hear and and see
Free to be me, to be free