Luyện nghe bài hát Dawn In Breaking

(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)
(Remember looking at the grace bow down to the storm?
remember searching for a familiar face no one there
to mourn?)
Staring at screens
plastic tubes to carry fading
preacher, in their hall
warm on the palace wall
those who dine in hell
grief in their lapel
drop change in wishing wells
the haunted tear that never
someone's dragging a ball and
for you in the pouring rain
while those who care give silent prayer for lovers home
If there was a brickwall surrounding the New scene
if there were secrets locked in
if was a button you could press on the luck machine
if there was a place for to heal
if you borne in the barbwire of your mother's womb
if you were hungry you died
if you say you left bath all clean and white
you know, I you lied
the poet who said it first
he was speaking of you and difficult birth
how you can say a prayer for lovers home
from an empty cup
waiting for the rot to
distant sounds that can't be
and no one
who don't mind the rain
yet have no to die
your own world could've been
you'd feel better if you cry
is breaking in the graveyard
People in the street
trampled beneath their feet
children playing with the
silver spoon stained red
watching a widow's veil
as Caesar desecrates the Grail
you sit all alone in front row seat
you so small and frail
you're mud on the of the men you've damned
you're come too soon
you be selling two-bit watches and girly photographs
in ruin
you're pantomime of old courtesy
you should a degree for how-o-lotry
you should be a hazard in an apartment tower
with no
did you ever to the poles opposed to you
did you stop to ask?
did you ever smile and hide your lips
did you ever lift mask?
did you ever walk your feet on by
till take your place in line?
did you that you belong
where wrong is and right is wrong?
did you really that you'd be left where
power is life and is death?